Mar 6, 2011


You think I’m done with you.

You think that I’ve relinquished you to the tasks of the day.

So you are getting ready. Thinking of that report that’s overdue, about going by the cleaners and making a trip to the market.

But I’m watching. This is what I see.

And I’m not done with you.

7 comments:

queer heaven said...

Nice work! cool blog! And yes I rubbed one out!

Adam said...

hello queer heaven, thanks for stoppin' by and leaving a comment. Hope you didn't shoot on your keyboard ;)

Jason Shaw said...

Super arse there x

Rebecca said...

stumbled across your blog and really loved the poem and the pictures not so bad either. great work

D said...

Just my type.... scruffy face... bubble butt...

D said...

SEE: http://whatshottome.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog-added.html

Did a little shout out... hope you don't mind

Adam said...

hello becca and Jason, welcome to my little cyber playground :)

and no D@vid, I don't mind at all, thank you very much