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Hungry

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Gay Comics
Vol. 1 No. 18 (1993)
"Hungry"

Published by Bob Ross



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These knees have been scarred by the faith
Flowing through the veins of a fragile man
Fingers purple, interlaced and woven
Head bowed and broken by repentance
Wounds healed with grace and love
Ripped open again by ignorant sin
Wishing only brings about another torment
Luck exists only through logic
Enlightenment comes through the touch of a hand
Believe, ask, know it shall be
One breath brings in chaos
Another allows this silent peace


Proximo
June 4, 2001

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Kiss the blade. . .
Smooth raptured curves
Offer escape and entry
Pulsating, my veins cry out for
Release
A blister upon the
Soft velvet of my heart
Slowly weeps. . .poisoning my mind
With one merciful cut
Could be set free
Merciful
A fist clenched
Around the weak curve of my throat
Thieves the words to make this real
In one joyous stroke
It could be opened
Spilling out as much truth as I am worth


The soft caress
Of blood
On the side of my cheek

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I waved my love goodbye today,
As off to battle he rode.
His armour shone so brightly,
And his steed so proudly strode.


He is a brave and loyal knight,
And I am his bequeathed.
To most he is a fearsome sight,
But I see far beneath.


His heart is true and full of love,
With body strong and able.
His bravery comes from above,
Like the heroes of old fable.


The wedding is set for three months hence,
I will hardly stand the waiting.
Then celebrations will commence,
To sanctify our mating.

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She stands at the junction of the road,
The moon is clear and bright.
She chooses her quarry carefully,
Her prey must be just right.


She spies a young man walking by,
With a strong and confident gait.
She decides her feast will come from him,
No longer will she wait.


She follows him to a night club,
It vibrates with a pulsing beat.
She gazes across the dance floor,
His gentle eyes and hers meet.


She moves with slow and sensuous steps,
Her walk becomes a tease.

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I bounce
I shout
I jump for joy
I laugh
I run
I'm so happy
that it's no longer fun
I annoy
I destroy
I can't stop
but I enjoy
I'm manic
and stuck
in a too happy place
I'm crazy happy


Raevynn
February 20, 2002

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