Ninsense: My Secret Exhibitionist Blog

Love In The Time Of Wi-Fi

2011-06-05T19:38:00.001-07:00

Love In The Time of Wi-fi

A Tale In 4 Parts

She had a dream,

That she fucked up to her computer screen.

The static gave her electroshock

Therapy, if you will,

She spends too much time making love to electronics.

Sometimes she thinks she will have robot babies.

Little silicone based cherubs

Who whirr about with musical shrieks and moans,

Ignored by Mommy,

Who is finding things

To put between her legs.

Her love life runs on batteries,

And dirty little stories.

The cock clit click

In the blue dark,

The bass concentrate,

Tuning the empty side of the bed

Into humping bunny oblivion.

The flesh is adapting

To the age of technology

Just like everything else;

We want to be switched on and on and on.

What Emily Might Have Written Being More Modern And In A Bad Mood

2011-01-14T00:12:00.000-08:00

Hope is a thing with feathers--
That perches on the bed,
It sings all night so you can't sleep
And takes shits on your head.

if i fucked a woman

2011-01-02T23:12:00.000-08:00

if i fucked a woman
it would Anais Nin
and i would be her twin

dancing lip to lip
on the streets of Paris
in a satin slip

velvet and lace
cat eyes and a whip

but i never say things like that

and i like dick.