Pipe Dream

envelop
me.

beckon, waste me away to your corner.
Coil,
spring.

cut,
lash.
Tongue whip me submissive;
breathe fire and seal fates.

crush fear.
I’ll love you forever.


Pipe Dream by Michael W. Hyde is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.

This was rewritten from another piece I believe I've already posted. Much better this way.

- bademailname

For Chrissake, I Can't Take It Anymore!

Edit March 4, 2008.

I can't believe it's been five years since I picked up a keyboard and blogged something. I've been in a perpetual darkzone in communicating with anyone: my family, my friends, my coworkers. I have merely answered, not initiated.

It is long past-due for a new habit: Taking Charge.

Beginning now, I will post my poetry for all to see. If it is read and appreciated, great! If not, at least my parents will know I am still alive and kicking. It's a win-win situation.

I also intend on sharing the internet that I see; the random posts that I ingest as information, useless trivia, talking points, or simply devices by which I increase my hatred for the downfall of American Society by Omnicommercialization. You know, fun stuff.

Finally, I will post thoughts, rants, raves, and the occasional sci-fi chapter. Sure, it's a catchall and kind of a cop-out, but dammit, It's my blog and if I want to post everything in one place, then guy bod I'll do it.

Love,
Michael
aka bademailname