jasonwhitaker29171
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August 4, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#Boys, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #Kissing, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #music, #night, #past, #poem, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry, writing
I slow my mind
with a rhythm
as my heart races.
I think about a moment,
it was so long ago,
it was just one night
but I’ve never forgotten it.
I recall meeting him
every so often
and how I only thought of him
while we were together.
Sometimes I think about the guys
I’ve shared my time with
but they were only moments in time
and now I am here alone.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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August 1, 2019
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Fiction, writing, poetry, writing
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#emotions, #FlashFiction, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #music, #poem, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, #YAfiction, Fiction, poetry, writing
I have been waiting for so long
to tell you everything
but at these times
the words fail me somehow.
If I could take back
what I’ve done,
reverse the years
to spare you the tears,
I would do anything
to do it all again.
I cannot pretend to understand
having someone like me
is like having no one at all
but here we are
and we’re all we’ve got
in this World.
So, let’s start new
with here and now
and see where things
take us now.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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July 16, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#boyfriend, #cock, #Dreams, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #masturbation, #night, #oral, #SC, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, writing
I shed the things of my past
like baggage left
at a former house.
I see the changes
over time
like an evolution
of myself.
I feel the soft skin beneath
and the blood rushes.
Counting the stars
while wishing
these dreams
could ever be true.
I lay in bed wondering,
is this all there will ever be?
I keep hope
despite the odds.
Is this real living
or am I a captive of my dreams?
A dream is worth the waiting.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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June 25, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#boyfriend, #cock, #Dreams, #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry
I was thinking so often,
in that moment
that lasted a only minutes,
that I could take you home
but I was too shy to even
go up to you in person.
I watched hoping
that you’d come over
and things would happen
like an emotion.
I imagine you as my boyfriend
though I don’t know your name.
I imagine us together
though it will never be that way.
I dream of you
if only in that moment.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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June 11, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#gaypoem, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #memory, #music, #poem, #songs, #words, #writer, poetry
jasonwhitaker29171
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June 8, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#gaypoem, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #past, #poem, #songs, #words, #writer, poetry
A song stuck in my head,
over and over again,
and it keeps me going on
as the words flow from me
like so long ago.
I wish that I could
make things like they were before
but time keeps us moving forward.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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June 7, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#Alone, #boyfriend, #cock, #depression, #dick, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry
Last words for another day,
will I be so bold
and say what’s on my mind?
I’m gay if you don’t already know.
I suck cock and guys suck mine as well.
I’ve had sex as if you could tell by looking at me.
Am I ashamed of these things?
No, I’m not and I will do it again.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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May 30, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#Alone, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #memory, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry
These times are tougher,
wondering what tomorrow will bring,
tougher than most days
but these aren’t your typical days.
My emotions are mixed,
I want to be alone
but I want to have a boyfriend
to hold me at night.
These times I imagine being next to him,
I could feel him next to me
and this closeness would
bring comfort to me.
Now Alone I stand,
always alone am I
as I wonder if there’s more to life
than this day to day.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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May 24, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#Alone, #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #music, #past, #poem, #SC, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #writer, poetry
I hear the soundtrack of my life,
it’s not what you’d imagine.
I can hum along
but I never know the words.
I can recall the feeling behind
memories like scenes from a movie
I watch again and again
in my head.
I rewind but I don’t travel in time,
no going back.
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jasonwhitaker29171
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May 24, 2019
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writing, poetry, writing
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#Alone, #bus, #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #identity, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #metro, #music, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #subway, poetry
I take the Red,
watching people sometimes,
wasting time
as above me now
people live their lives.
The sound of an approaching train,
The sounds of people all around,
we rush as the doors part,
as strangers on a train
we leave here for somewhere.
We’re all going somewhere,
different places, we’re searching for something.
I seek my identity in the days spent traveling,
others seek purpose in the stars,
but my seeking is done on the journeys
from place to place
living my life.
I’m on the 4 heading East up Santa Monica,
sky is growing dark with time
as I find myself in the travels of life.
These words from memories,
now I’m so far from these places traveled.
Now, I seek myself when I’m alone in my room
listening to song after song
as the hours pass me by.
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