Come Faithful

Come Faithful

What did it count in your
Existential equation that orgasm
Porn inspired mouth fucking
Shoving your penis with fury
Until the sperm spurted into
Her throat until your jizz
Flowed right out of her nose
Did you bend and kiss her
Come glistening on her lips
Tasting yourself there hold her
In your sweat glistening arms
Console her laugh with her
Laugh at her facefull of come
Tell her you loved her not
Just her mouth or body
Loved her as you loved me
When you held my body
Stroked me ever so gently
And for the first time in your life
Made someone else come

Jack Jameson 11/21/12

Holiday

A Half moon shines midnight
Unevenly through the grove of oaks
Not yet bare holding on to autumn
The way we hold on to expectations
Of holiday cheer at the approach of
Winter Solstice and of all those special
Days we've invented for the pretense
Of warmth and transcendence.

--Jameson 11/20/12

November

Resplendence of November
Fading sunlight highlights
Gold and crimson treetops
As an unexplained mellowness
Transforms fatigue from last night's
Revelries and reveries
Into beatitude

From Whitman

Through me forbidden voices,
Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veiled and I remove the veil,
Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigured.
I do not press my fingers across my mouth,
I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart,
Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.
I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from,
The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer,
This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it....

Song of Myself

By Walt Whitman

http://www.daypoems.net/plainpoems/1900.html

Monju Bosatsu

Monju Bosatsu

In Asia the god of Wisdom is
Monju who brought to Japan
Buddhism and same sex love

Watching the blue blood in my
Vein course its way from my finger
Up my wrist to my arm I think

What wisdom has same sex love
Given me from those who have loved
My mind enough to hold my flesh

Easy enough when I shared youth
The swagger and vim the elan vital
When I married mind and body

Now yet attracted to myself my blood filled
Hand my loins my penis still erect I am
Loved by others for mind alone not flesh

What has a Buddhist deity to offer me
Bodhisattva will you reach out and hold me
As I have come to need or must I relinquish

All Desire even my own love of self
Let go of otherness let go of all the lovers
Who'd have my spirit alone until my breath

Is gone