#indomitable
Life kicked me,
even when
I was already down.
It left me so many times,
alone,
thinking no one cared.
I had so much love to give,
but I wasn’t the most beautiful
for those who sought it.
They mocked me
for being strange,
when they were the ones who didn’t understand.
I trusted those who swore to stay,
yet behind my back, they laughed.
I lost myself,
becoming
what others wanted me to be.
I loved who I shouldn’t have,
trusted who I couldn’t,
fought battles that weren’t mine.
Tired of the shadows,
I became light.
Until I learned to play,
to laugh,
and to love.
What did I learn?
Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 5:16 AM UTC
Western civilization commercialization,
commodification, communication
methodologies adrip with deification,
edification, glorification institutionalizing
libidinal market, the vast majority
modalities relay transmission via
subliminal messages. The not so
innocuous tentacles housing sour advertise
mints objectives conservative
principled paradigm blatantly bind ******** clad,
seductively alluring fashionable
supermodels, albeit highly paid visually
captivating physiques of men and/
or women attaining just barely,
their prime time asper anatomical
fancyfeast. Tis upon that ascending
pedestal, (a mere hop, skip, and
jump along the red carpet royal
treatment), where storied career
launched. Inevitable that risk
risque monkey business tactics (i.e. questionable
ethical, moral, and parochial
precepts skirted). Nonetheless
marketable cache cows frequently,
indubitably, naturally sally forth into
klieg lights of fame and fortune.
A significant entry vis a vis segue-
way into celebrity stardom invariably
included acquiescence treatment
as sale-able merchandise. A
representative penultimately
pitches packaged person (possibly
pampered pink, perhaps poignant
playbook perused 'pon Peter Piper
picking, pecking pickled peppers)
peddled as analogous to a widget.
The primary difference contrasting
parading an aesthetically pleasing
individual versus a purveyor peddling
an inanimate object includes heavy
emphasis toward repurposing
a person larded amidst salutary,
savory sensuousness, soothingly
sublime sultriness steeped, groomed
and bathed with visually arousing,
beguiling, captivating desirable effects.
Professional (astute, cute, hirsute)
role model people, (whose genetics
and environment allowed them to
husband maximally fated beauty)
must feel very comfortable
in their own skin to display (just shy of
promiscuity) unclothed ******
verboten part. No doubt pheromone
or testosterone pulsates thru
the body electric of viewer. Coy,
flirtatious indirect luring operates
randy unfettered yearning bestirs
desire for immediate ***********
Even this two score plus nineteen
year old, (whose libido went
dormant as a side affect of
pharmaceutical prescription
medication to minimize un
predictable paralyzing panic
attacks predilection) attests at
increased precocity patronizing
my (FAKE) phallus. Many instances
incorporating some athletic,
demure, innocent looking
photogenic subject just waiting
to be the cover of a glossy
glimmering glamorous
magazine (especially an
underage male or female),
the head honcho may be
censored, disallowed, escorted)
away from any picture that hints
of inappropriate physical inter
action. Subtle techniques
and/or poses broadcasting
a delectable, honorable
laudable photograph may
unconsciously connote
spine tingling sensations
approximating statutory ****
Such prurient intimations defy
being regulated, nor ought
flattering images snapped
by avidly conscientious,
exceptionally gifted, ineffably
kindred shutterbugs banned.
Impulsiveness (particularly,
when the welfare of a minor
OR animal happens to be
at stake) must be addressed
appropriately. If abusive
actions arise perpetrated
against a minor (simply
for anatomical excitation
sans the gender nonspecific
characteristic), the essence
of beauty best be acknowledged
synonymous with any other
physiological endowment.
Depredations highjacking
lost precious quintessential
tenderness wreaks havoc
for the remaining life of
hypothetical individual cascading
like a house of cards, the mental,
physical and spiritual states of being.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
You can be beat down and desolate
with the ink, from quill, or pen
Crushed spirit, left to detonate
only to rise, again
A victim of violence
bruises and broken bones
Jaded by experience, but
refusing to be, a common drone
Burned to the heart and core
scattered are the ashes
That's just what your soul is for
drawing light, from secret caches
Iron wills and testaments
will only go so far
Maintaining some benevolence
the stricture, restraint
of just, who and why
you are
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC
I am indomitable, untouchable
I am wrath embodied
The rage of the downtrodden made flesh
Nothing will stand in my way
Their corpses torn apart by my hands
Their blood soaked into the soil
I have wrought destruction upon them
And brought ruin to their hearth
They dared to provoke me
To spit upon me when I was weak
And what was sown
They have reaped
I am the berserker
Blood streams from my wounds
The horde overwhelms me
Yet I refuse to be defeated
I smash through their lines
A roar ripping from my throat
As I rend my enemies asunder
And cover myself in their gore
I see terror in their eyes
As they see the blood frenzy in mine
I lay waste to all who oppose me
And still it is not enough
My lust for battle can not be sated
It will not be satisfied
Until I have annihilated them
Until I have erased every trace of them
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
In gravest, gravels of untouched soil,
Spearhead of purple, beyond the pale,
One statue of siege upon a windy foil,
What mires meek airs in all you survey?
Like a frost of summers, you are lord,
To hold that seed in your spiny face,
Depressions of land your promontory,
All up with arms, iron clad as a mace,
Beneath you, the grown motley fields
Are desolate, all flowers bled, blender,
Spiders and birds know you unyielding
The lost aleatory scent of no surrender.
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC