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zebra Jun 2020
The dark desire
of the feminine
to be owned
and adored
through a sensual
and ****** act
of willing sacrifice

Its not just the love
you are given
but the
poised religiosity
of desire
you create
out of it
that invokes the
potency of loves light
and lusts
diabolical sacred sins
zebra Jun 2020
It seems sadly ironic that the LGBTQ community remains transphobic when it comes to Male Lesbians. It's the pathetic politics of fixed groupthink, get woke while still asleep, social justice theory with out any justice in its performative aspect
Just so you know I'm not performing gender. I'm being gender  
and he's a fire ******* red head

I propose that as a straight male  I may also be a lesbian, ***** aside please love my man-gina butch ladies the way I love yours! Both straight  and very much a lesbian I do two genders simultaneously and both smoke cigars.

My childhood; marked by a dark  tragedy scared me for life. I remember running down the hall in junior high proclaiming my lesbianism and no one would be my friend. Everyone called me names and the butch girls would jeer at me and knock me around when ever I went into the ladies room just to hear them flush or cop  an innocent feel. I felt so isolated when I finally realized that the female lesbians would have nothing to do with me.

Do I not suffer the agony, frustration and anxiety of feeling self hatred because I am continually rejected by lesbians and objectified only as a man even though I am a lesbian too.
Do men like me  not suffer continual discrimination by women who identify with the masculine?

ENOUGH!!!

I just dont feel understood in terms of my true lesbian identity
I love lesbian ***** as much as the next *****, maybe even a lot more.
It's way past time!
Male lesbians must finally come out of the closet and be accepted as true members of the Lesbian community and be invited to all Prince God ***** dance parties.
After all  ladies remember  I'm a lesbian you're a lesbian.
Up with MLLGBTQ
male lesbians, lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer
Dysphoric Men Lesbians Must Unite
….
Male Lesbians Unite
Join M.L.U.
Lesbians R Us
" We Love Lesbians"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmTWAJRbx2Q
Please make a contribution
to your local M.L.U.chapter
Thankyou
The President and male lesbian
Zebra Black
M.L.U.... We love parades**** In Your face ******* ;)
…..

I never mean to humiliate, but I also have issues with otherizing and exclusion speak of the broad transgender culture not that I dont appreciate the suffering of transgender people. I also found myself quite tuned off at this notion of LGBTQ academics challenging others to do gender while they appear to remain ridged mannish women who would never get on their ***** bobbles. This is my argument with this rather abstruse notion of doing gender as if biology was some aberration.
While LGBTQ folks don't like to be thought of as freaks, or be socially excluded neither do straight people. As far as mockery is concerned all I can say is everything is noticed and felt and every light casts a shadow.
zebra Jun 2020
body genre
at a carnal address
sensory and sensuous effects
materiality
digital images
anthropology of desire

she tied a knot around his ****
a wedding band made of licorice shoelaces
for the art of tongue and ****
driving it in her pink throat
back and forth
like a shift stick

flared for the retina
a puzzlement and fascination
haptic screen of fiction

adventure of  being pinned down
an unpremeditated punctum
fucktum sucktum

the stadium of desire
a shop window
banality transcending banality
the literal transformed
into the ******
a ****** smiles red

girl in a suitcase
with a hole to ****
a treasure chest
the leaky boundaries of erotica
sing in
musical blood whistles

I packed her up
limbless and threw
her on the bed
and with tender kisses
of endless
wet permutations
banged
three oozing holes
into finger ponds of oblivion

she taunted   
age play- ageless
***** class
a weird ethnicity
from Timbuktu
racially motivated lust for a
conveyance of
fleshy intensities
way past help

a big **** dips
a tender dimple
like a barnacled whale
in a deep dive

the violence of
a preemptive strike
for everything imaginable
across raw lips
in her cosmos
of swinging hips
and cross bone riddles

oh happy *****
suicide ******
at the computer screen
**** bullets birthday cake
in a River Styx of flames
zebra Jun 2020
It is not lost on me that the meaning of much that I write is not well understood. Some say if you have to explain a poem its failed.
Id flip that around and say what of the readers responsibility to be culturally assimilated, familiar with surrealism and the writings of visionaries who constructed and promulgated altered realities some of which great movements of literature and culture are built upon, such as Artaud who inspires the subject of my darkly exotic intersectional writings.
Let it suffice to say then at the very least these poems are streams of conciousness that may give hints through a gleaning of suggestive images.
zebra Jun 2020
between the umbilicus of limbo,
and the theater of cruelty
the rational world remains a derelict
void

welcome are hallucinations
abolishing reason
that give meaning
to blood shot
gazing walls
beyond  the limits
of sanity
where madness can not be opposed
in a world
of tug a war aberrations

a lyric breathed voice
shoots through
nerve membranes
while marching
an infantry of
squat shadows
and false memories   
that move like flames 
in a vacant lot
of burning violets

she goes hungry

a snake head
eats its tail
in graves
scattered voice
and speechless tongues

arteries pulse vermillion
naked and wanton
waiting to be pierced
for schitzo's release
in a lyric of dreads desire

a tidal force
lifts a dirigible of hell
in a fountain of blood
while Jesus has a cheeseburger

moonstruck in torn *******
a spreading bride
dissolves hoop-armed
around a formless shadow
hallucinating
her beloved killer
foot stones kiss
….
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It is not lost on me that the meaning of much that I write is not well understood. Some say if you have to explain a poem its failed.
Id flip that around and say what of the readers responsibility to be culturally assimilated, familiar with surrealism and the writings of visionaries who constructed and promulgated altered realities some of which great movements of literature and culture are built upon, such as Artaud among many others who inspire the subject of my darkly exotic intersectional writings.
Let it suffice to say then at the very least these poems are streams of conciousness that give expression through the relentlessly imposing or suggestive bizarre mental constructs of the mind unmoored by convention
zebra Jun 2020
i'm trying to memorize you
all your red and dark parts
and how they moved
and made your hair sway
feeling you as if a brailed page

i'm evil i said
want things

make it sharper
break through
mush my freckles
stalk spit and ash
etch a sketch blood trails
and open the bonus hole

come here carnivore
pork **** me
bone in
ingeniously constructed
Siamese blue
with high cheek bones
that make you look at her ***

the crime scene
two forks, a spoon
some torn photo documentation
and an upload
of a rhapsodic curved ****
and **** gumbo
on Death Addicts
needle of necrophiles

silence breaking silence
on a hook
glazed and trussed
Sally Butter Plump Laughing

she sees through epiphanies eyes
slanting into pain
for dazzling pleasures
that thrill
dread red
zebra Jun 2020
its not that I dont want to be understood
it just cramps me to engage in it
like a dog licking your crotch
and zap
your pregnant

a poem can growl or whimper
without naming claiming and over explaining

all you have to know
is there's turbulence in  the rabbit hole
demons in the bed

Satan jumps out of the closet
and Christ it can *******
better than you've ever been ******

who wouldn't like that?
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