by phillipw | Dec 4, 2019 | FR, MA
Embracing Men’s friendship is love reduced to greed, true Covetousness dressed up as affection– Or so says Nietzsche. It is reduced to A South Seas cuisine of male confection, A sort of cannibalism in which The two sit down to swallow...
by phillipw | Dec 2, 2019 | FR, MA, MO
“O mes amis, il n’y a nul ami” “My friends, there is no friend!” Diogenes Laertius has Aristotle cry, Despairing of the chance that theory’s Demand for one who’s more than ally, Gives more than scratch his back and he’ll scratch mine Delight, is more than merely pure,...
by phillipw | Dec 2, 2019 | FR, MA
Best at a Distance Some say that friendship’s realm is nowhere but Nostalgia. Love of man for man exists In regions where the friend is absent, shut Out, exiled, say, or better dead, subsists On mourning, loss, and echoes. Because if He is actually in the...
by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | MA
Bimbalance Although she wasn’t very pretty like Her man, she got him. This occurs in life . . . Though sometimes it’s the other way. The wife Is pretty, young, desirable. His spike Unveils her desperation, thrusts its way To her fulfilment, and she’s...
by phillipw | Nov 10, 2019 | MA
Mateen Two Hours Past Midnight in the Garden of Self Loathing The Jewish Sabbath ended hours before The incident. The Christian holy day Had just begun. Was Allah sleeping or Exulting on his throne? To whom to pray When holy Omar opened fire...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | MA
Hair¡Style¡Class Hair short, the scalp (mumblingly visible) Says, “Modest and male, this one,” but the long- Haired, balloony Afro, risible Boy all but shouts, “Hey! Everyone should throng Around my hard on heart, or I’ll be hurt, No, angry like a...
