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Blogging: The New Prostitution

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There once was a girl from Nantucket

Who wrote her thoughts on a blog and said fuck it.

She let it all rip

and said with a quip,

“If words were a cock I would suck it.”

©   by Lexicon Lover

                             

We’re all selling something aren’t we.

Some blogs dispense information.

Some bitch and rant.

Some share sorrows.

Many share laughs.

Some share their most personal secrets.

Some write poetry.

Some write book reviews.

Some post memes.    

Others share recipes, travels, and art.

Lots of blogs try to help others with their knowledge they’ve gained on their way up Maslow’s pinnacle.

Still other blogs are so heady that you never really understand what the hell they are spinning.

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To all my fellow bloggers out there bloglandia,  I raise my glass.


Speed

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Volume blaring

wind kissed skin

motor runs high

I’m free again.

Out stretched road

with miles of driving

no boys in blue

feel like I’m flying.

Push down the pedal

a little more

on a lonesome highway

my spirit soars.

 

photo:  mine,  I-91N Deerfield, MA


My name is “No”

1A7E9E33-5E9D-4E91-88AD-0AA32703F629.jpegDon’t ask me for my number.

Don’t ask me to call you sometime.

Don’t ask me if I like Shibari.

Don’t ask me if I’ll send you a nude pic

Don’t ask me to sext with you at work.

Don’t ask me to phone you at 3 am and call you Daddy, with my panties pulled down as I touch myself.

Don’t wonder to yourself if I’m thinking about you as I type these words.

‘Cause my former self jumped off that blue bridge over the Connecticut River that night and ended things in the icy waters below.

Nice to meet you, my name is ‘No.’


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