paradoxcycle
Bluelight Crew
i slid my hands down my naked body this morning and remembered every day i'd ever known: skinning my knee falling off the fence in third grade. 12 years old and getting caught spying on the girls from my class in the swimming pool.
finding a bouncy ball buried in my sunroom age 5 and knowing it was as good as gold, my cousin's neighbor who was 30 and showed us her pubic hair
smoking pot for the first time before i had any real hair under my arms, getting caught tripping at school age 13.
my first blowjob. my first kiss. my first jog down memory lane. the sound my first typewriter made when the keys clicked, the little plastic record player with the thick sesame street blue and pink records.
bubble gum cigarettes with smoke that came out, halloween candy my parents wouldn't let me eat in case bad people had poisoned it.
jerking off in my neighbor's pool while waiting for their daughter to put on her swimsuit and secretly hoping she'd catch me.
watching hawaiians climb coconut trees barefooted and moving like spider man
the first pair of breasts i ever saw (with pink nipples hard and pointed barely up), and dancing with a girl for the first time
these things give me chills even now. and that's how it ought to be for a man made of ink
finding a bouncy ball buried in my sunroom age 5 and knowing it was as good as gold, my cousin's neighbor who was 30 and showed us her pubic hair
smoking pot for the first time before i had any real hair under my arms, getting caught tripping at school age 13.
my first blowjob. my first kiss. my first jog down memory lane. the sound my first typewriter made when the keys clicked, the little plastic record player with the thick sesame street blue and pink records.
bubble gum cigarettes with smoke that came out, halloween candy my parents wouldn't let me eat in case bad people had poisoned it.
jerking off in my neighbor's pool while waiting for their daughter to put on her swimsuit and secretly hoping she'd catch me.
watching hawaiians climb coconut trees barefooted and moving like spider man
the first pair of breasts i ever saw (with pink nipples hard and pointed barely up), and dancing with a girl for the first time
these things give me chills even now. and that's how it ought to be for a man made of ink
