Showing posts with label boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boy. Show all posts

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Staying In


She had me stay home

tell my boss i was sick

embarrassingly cry 

say "i'm sorry, i'm sorry"

like a caught boy


i am a caught boy

domineered by Her brassiere

and stern Big Sister

Motherly taunts and demands

She's worth so much


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Office Hours


college is all about learning

how to deal with discomfort

on your elbows and knees

what words are truly humble enough

how to mouth and hold Her juices


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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Tribute

i bought my Aunt a gift

She models here


She knows me more than i

i drink Her in


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Saturday, July 21, 2012

Affianced



Standing, she gives a full-arm

wallop to me


and more than one or two

i'm reddened


holding-in my grunts to be brave

like a good boi


so that soon She'll agree

to dress me


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Friday, March 9, 2012

Smear



the repetitive mix of Her perfume

and my release

Her fingering and wiping

my just lying there

unable

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

I'm For Using


i ache to be given over

to be held like a beast

be reduced to the urge

to the giving up of wet

to the defeat of being

shut from Her door


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Monday, July 11, 2011

Home Life


i needed Her mature and old

a Woman back from the market

wanting to order me around

Her domestic, Her boy, wiping up.


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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Being In Woman World


all things about Her

make me Her boy

from smells i am lured

from tastes i am fed

all hours to be reborn




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Thursday, May 26, 2011

Sharing Second Place


She encourages mutual gender reidentification

She is Woman

boys should always be girls

Thursday, March 10, 2011

New World Order



instruction period leading to reflexive obedience and worship

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The Semi-Monthly


So that male no longer does his own

So that male has no control

So that Woman calls the time

So that beneath Her is the place

She is Mother of it, Mothering finger of him

He, puppet to Her wrist and chanting back Her words

And eventually he dribbles out and tastes his own milk


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Sunday, October 17, 2010

What You Say About me i Carry With me




All Women are my Mother

i am their boy made girl

The Woman's hand is my Mother

i squirt and i soften, made a girl

Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Tank



Counting a long time for these nurses, counting a long time, and though tied, starting to buck and see spots, counting a long time.

Afterwards, i drank them.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Twelve Hard Ones While I Sing




The art to it --

That depends on

The joy in whupping


The silent fall of tears

While Women tell

Triumphant stories


Transformation Reinforcement




Women share ideas and let their males,

Once every while, be girls.
The interplay just underscores

What they've become, and who they're not.



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Saturday, September 11, 2010

Losing Of Self



When committed to Her

A male gets release in giving Her that


Later: the critique

The Greater Proof




The hardest to de-male requires full inundation

Boys' Night Out




Getting the maleness out of the system

Before chastity and obedience to the Woman

End of 'male'. Start of 'boy'.

Though the memory of 'cock'

Becomes later useful for 'cuck'

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The Teacher



She told me where to go for food and i paid to watch Her eat

On our drive home She recited to me why i was to like Her releasing gas

i did, it excited me to be close to Her inside


i took off Her shoes and clothing when She told me to

and She hadn't bathed and i smelled the days She had been that way

and i sprung to attention, gaining more interest in her cleverness


She spat in my mouth and stood me in a corner ordering me not to swallow

but the saliva built in the mouth and starting to choke i involuntarily did

and that angered Her and She hit me again and again with a long ruler


i've not felt love like that, so pedagogical, and only Her swats

kept me calm, if reddened, deepening the memory

so that i could write this to tell the world there is such passion.


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Helene, Ever-Beckoning




The cocked finger

The drop what you're doing

The I said now

The what did I tell you

The you know the consequences

The you've been on notice

The now you'll have to pay the price

The you'll never grow up

The take it like the man you'll never be


What Woman should not take on the role

What Woman could not -- however diminutive,

However unnoticed at large, however misevaluated --

What Woman could not humble the male and rule


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