3 comments on “Remembering back on times of good… (a player’s story redux)

  1. Reblogged this on kgbethlehem and commented:


    as I stated before this was the poem I read during the poetry slam. Everyone and I mean everyone was reciting sexual content poetry and I came along with this…..

    a player’s story

    there she goes
    man, the woman
    of “nice” appeal
    switching her eyes
    back and forwards
    grinning lecherous
    at me, hell, I’m
    da’ man of this

    Player, player
    wine chaser,
    spicy nothings
    whisper in close
    your number
    is our beginning
    your trust
    is your downfall.

    Making progress
    in getting to the homestead
    obscure lights,
    empty bottles
    of light-headed
    The evening
    was fading
    into something
    heated; as my hands
    your thighs.

    One beat motion
    as our bodies
    crashed into one
    screams engulf
    the room,
    without vexing
    was our tune.

    This “creep” mission came to an end,
    from casual associates
    to intimate friends,
    one factor she forgot
    to convey,

    she was the carrier
    of AIDS.

    And that was a wrap to the love sick poems of that evening, hope you enjoyed and thanks again for visiting.

  2. ok, sorry for the double entry of the poem, well i hope you enjoy and trust i will soon get the hang of new age tech. No, i won’t change a thing on this either, natural mistake is what i call it….

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