Long Asexual Poems

"Candy Girl" - 2



He had been watching her from the far end of the Ice Bar, where he was sitting propped up on an ice ledge which was cushioned in plush Reindeer hide and Yak...

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Lord, please have mercy. Lord, please have mercy on us
Father Christ, please have mercy. Father Christ please have mercy on us
Lord, please have mercy. Lord, please have mercy on us
Father Christ, graciously hear us. Father...

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THE ALIENS



Nobody really knew of their existence
 until the year 2626
Prior to that year it was merely speculation
From an old scientist's bag of tricks
Lutus does not lie in the habitable zone of its star
Yet it...

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I was in love with him,
Without any particular reason or logic behind,
Just pure love. I blame the chemistry and the pheromones. 
I don’t know what he felt about me, and I didn’t care about that.
I...

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"Dammit - I take your advice seriously!" Puggily said,
Squeezing as much water as she could from her tiny red pinafore,
(Looking rather embarrassed and dejected).
Twinkles, her prettisome guru, still could not speak a word,

As he/she, (gurus...

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I seem to of late to live between an inner life of double doubt and life aberrant that relates to a coincintude that female hate is alive and well, as it subjigates its tentacles around...

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While I pretty much opined for this impeachment
my fellow Americans voted for this guy and they could be right
I’ve been wrong before, stuck as we are with a system
that generates some perplexful leaders, democracy being...

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For G, I love you. In memory of your life path.
LGBTQ+ 

"Whatever you identify as, identify as an expression of love." ~ Michelle Morris

For G
By Michelle Morris
11/04/2023

You kissed a boy
And you enjoyed it
Startling and intimate
An...

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If I had lived yesterday
in that chaotic world echoing
of Gatling guns shots and canon blasts,
I would have made a difference:
hate and prejudice would have not prevailed,
and power wouldn't have been abused;
from History's records, we know...

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Life is to live, live it yourself
Don’t ruin the chance, being someone 
Choose your path, chase your dreams
live up to them till you die
 
No two are same nor their choices
Never hesitate to accept yourself
Being...

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I challenge you to a rhetorical
to prove me wrong else be unconventional 
‘bout a problem that’s gone systematical
everyone’s so radical and cynical   
once burnt all swear to now be rational
petrified to be poetical...

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I think of my sexuality 
The same way I think of chemistry class:
Pretty often, 
And with a definite air
And complete and utter confusion.
I believe I had exactly one day 
Of sexual conviction-
I came out to...

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The colors opened up my artist mind and made her cry.
With delight, enthusiasm pouring down my body.
Which is svelte, tall, the fragrance of cherry blossoms.
The creatures here are asexual, so there is no pressure.

My utopia...

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Does it all matter?
That I am gay, I am a lesbian?
Does it all matter?
that I am transgender, I am Intersexual?
or rather Asexual?

tell me,
Why does it matter
how I walk,
How I dress,
How I speak.

Is my confidence threatening...

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I Call Him Fred

Fred does it all
He is asexual and marvellous
Fred knows just about everything 
naturally Fred is rather studious

Fred cares not if you die
and he can see in the dark 
there, sitting on his...

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Let them say I was a simple, stubborn person,
hypersensative or insensative, a dispenser or partial justice,
a person of particular patience,

may those who encountered me in moments of bliss or blight,
in instances of charity, charisma or...

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Why I Will Always Be Alone



emptiness craving amorosity loathing darkness vintage dreams ravenous/heart gong a silent beat, shivering the desire bed empty since you left. Sex boiling with potent fire, aflame with thought another intracranial...

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It was always for the dyeing.
See the amazing 
two headed asexual 
gang of socialite housewives 
revealed on prime time
for their anti-social media 
love for handguns god N bubblegum. 
Fury for the Masses.
The world is a...

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A pen quivering above a page,
a thought drips hesitantly, like sweat
in the heat of fear.
Water does not quench this,
the dry around my voice that
stops my sound
before it reaches the world. 
When I reach into the...

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It is said that there are creator Gods
That create Gods
Who in turn created
Man

These blessings cheated the system of order
Seas of black turn blue in the mind
With one slight of hand
Emerges clay in the shape of...

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Heavy Rain

After Christmas, the angels have a bath, 
they also have a bath in the summer.
There are more angels now than before the rules for getting in are relaxed.
It is no longer about being a...

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