In This Black of Your Night

In this black

of

your night.

I touch you,

I smell you;

I feel your hot

breath on my cheek

when you whisper

that I am evil

that God watches

that I will surely

go

to Hell

for what you’ve

done.

I remember

and I forget

Why I’m wicked

Why I’m frightened

Why I bleed in pain.

So I lay here,

in this darkness,

in this fear,

in this black

of

your night.

First posted 10/2015

(C) Rob Goldstein 2015-2018 All Rights Reserved


 

 

 

 

Spy Maids! (in Color) Ep. 3

SSSN HDTV
WED, Jan 24
10:00 PM Spy Maids! in Color

Episode 3: Where’s Derwood!

Heads crack as the Spy Maids mop the byways of fashion in their own designs composed of dual action sump-pump ankle boots, Micro fiber Blue Wonder A-Line evening gowns, rotating nozzle collars and special spray and pray Lysol mist fairy wings.

Gina Lollobrigida, Yves Saint Laurent, Joan Collins and Franca DiMontecatini as the Bomb.

 

A Surrealistic Pillow

Tears are running
They’re all running down your dress
And your friends, baby
They treat you like a guest

Jefferson Airplane-Somebody to Love
Community Audio

First posted 2/01/2016

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Fusion

You have no

business

No right to

Tell me how to feel.

I do what I must:

I wake up

and pull

the Sky

down.

I plant

my feet

in the best

tradition.

Here, where the

mattress is soft

and damp;

we are bound

by wire and anger:

we are one again.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2015-2017 All Rights Reserved

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