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Saturday, July 16, 2011

#197 Is the Nothing


I am the nothing
I fill you up
When all else is gone
When you aren’t special
When you aren’t loved
When you aren’t pretty
Or ugly
Or even pretty ugly

You are nothing

When something is taken away
That once filled you with love
Or joy
Or happiness
I am the nothing that rushes in

Like water filling a sudden void
The nothing smothers
With the blackest vacuum

When your father died
And you were filled with shock
Then disbelief
Then seemingly unending sadness
When it did end
That’s where I came in

I filled  you with nothing
And made you numb
You went on autopilot
And shook hands
Smiled a fake smile
And pretended to remember the good times

But it was really nothing

When your first love
The big love
The one that taught you
How wonderful it can be
To love someone
Other than immediate family

When that person spiked your heart
Straight into the ground
I am the nothing
That made you think
That love was a cruel joke
I was the nothing
That finally made the pain go away
I was the nothing
That showed you how to go through the motions
To satisfy your needs for companionship
And sex
But not get hurt

When the tank is empty
Filled with nothing
Where will you go now?
With no gas in your engine
No emotions on your sleeve
You have to get something in there
To make me go away
But I cling like a barnacle
To the tatters of your soul
Scraping me away
Is the only way to move on

But just try scraping nothing away
It's harder than you think

Friday, July 15, 2011

#196 Seven Deadly Sins: Pride

My mirror glitters in the vanity lights
I peer brightly back at myself
My hair is perfect
Everything is, actually

I am so beautiful

Symmetrical face and body
Sculpted from hours in the gym
And my surgeon's knife
Everything is as it should be

Even my manhood is perfect
In size and shape and hue

My lover calls out to me
From my silk sheeted bed
Her own body a thing of beauty
As it should be
I would accept no less
From one who would worship
At the temple of me

But I’m not done
Making love to myself
With my eyes
And I tell her to wait

And she should
I’m the best she could ever do
I’m well worth the wait
I’ve never gotten a complaint

I grab a few drops of oil
Rub them on my chest
To make it shine
Grinning, I flex my pecs

Almost giggling at the awesome sight of myself

I stride confidently to the bed
She knows I’m eager to touch her
She opens her arms
Revealing her almost perfect form
Little does she know I’m even more eager
To touch myself

I am heart rendingly beautiful
Is it so wrong?

To feel PRIDE?

Thursday, July 14, 2011

#195 Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth


I'd love to move
I really would
I know you'd like me to
And I know that I should

But will I?
Eh, maybe later

The times ticks on
My whiskers get longer
Some task looms undone
My body odor, stronger

I should really shower and shave
Be presentable and get something done
Heck afterwards I could go out
Meet some people, have some fun

It's a nice thought
And I really almost did it
But I got a few steps
Then didn't get near it

My comfy chair was calling out
So I kicked some trash aside
And I slumped right in
Kicking back for a Lazy-Boy ride

I think I found my own impression in the cushions
It's the sweet spot in the seat
Makes me never want to move again
Though I might get hungry and want to eat

I keep the phone close at hand
I call the take out guy
He lets himself in
Sets my food right on my thigh

I really don't have to get up or do much
The state pays my bills
I'm officially disabled
Certified for all my ills

Phone on the left
Computer on the right
TV front and center
I have a nurse that tucks me in at night

I say I'm living the life of Riley

Others would say
That this life
Is Sloth

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

#194 Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath


Everything was fine
Until you decided to creep over the line
You've awakened the dragon
Now deal with the teeth and fire

I can't believe what I see
Everything enrages me
I want to burn it all down
Until all is ashes

My rage at all the bad drivers
The pedestrians and bikers
And my god, traffic cameras
I keep a baseball bat in the car
For taking those out

I've been to anger management
I've seen a psychiatrist
I've taken medications
Nothing can contain my anger

At everything I see

The baby crying on the airplane
Needs to be thrown out the door
That stewardess who spilled on my shirt
I slapped her across the face

That one got me some detention time

I try to control myself
I breathe in and out
I do my mediation
There is a huge "but" to all of that though

What really calms me
What really makes me feel at peace
At one with the universe
Is what gets me in trouble in the first place

I lull myself to sleep with thoughts of revenge
On those who cut me in line, or teased me as a child
My wet dreams are of raping women who scorn me
I have sweet dreams of murder and arson

I'd never do anything to anyone
Or anything
That didn't deserve it
I'm no animal

But when you piss me off
You better stay out of my path
My rage will know no bounds
You will know my WRATH

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

#193 Seven Deadly Sins: Greed


The man, in soiled rags
Reached out and asked for a dollar
His gaunt form crying for attention
So I press some money into his palm
With my right hand
Even as I dip into his cup
With my left
And take ten times as much as I give
Life feels good

Laughing to myself
As I walk away
Pressing flat, folding
And putting the man's bills away
I flip out the key fob for my Bentley
Open the door, and slip into the glove leather seat
Life is perfect

Roaring down the highway
In my car, costing more than most houses
I scheme on the phone with my partner
Bending laws, to benefit my wallet
Takes money to make money
And mine just keeps growing exponentially
I cut off a school bus, and give them the finger
Life is grand

I'm pushing for some luxury condos on the river
All I have to do is demolish that school for the blind
I'll admit, it's got me in a bind
But after I bribe the city planners
It'll go over like butter
I'll donate something to smooth it over
They're suckers for that
Life is about getting what I want

Rolling up to my house in the hills
Pablo meets me at the door with the mail
I pay him very little
It's a lot of money where he comes from
I look at the envelopes
Cancer society, PETA, Save the Whales
What's wrong with these people?
I won't dole out a dollar unless it benefits ME
I'll take more than I'll ever give
Life is greed

Monday, July 11, 2011

#192 Seven Deadly Sins: Envy


I am absolutely green
My neighbor has gotten a new car
While I’m stuck with an old piece of crap
It’s just not fair

But that’s not all
Not by far

His house is better than mine
I think about it all the time
It makes me crazy
How everything he has is better than me

His wife is beautiful and thin
Mine is dumpy and fat
I can’t even get it up for her
When I think about that

His kids always do well
In sports and academics
They look good too
My kids just do not

When I think of all these things
I get envious and start thinking
Of ways I could have everything he does
Oh I won’t kill him and take over his life
Or anything weird like that

I just need more money
And a sexier wife
And better kids
And a newer car

I’m going to work towards these things
As my current family and possessions
Are simply not up to my expectations
Well, at least in comparison with HIS

I think I can admit it
I’m jealous
Maybe I would kill to get what he has
I can always claim that I was driven to it

By ENVY

Sunday, July 10, 2011

#191 Seven Deadly Sins: Lust

Wrapped in soft skin
Or compound curved sheet metal
My hands long to caress you
Undress you

I long to press my lips to you
Feel the texture of your body with my tongue
It's a consuming desire
The heat in my chest is a fire

For you

I dive into your schematics
The way this connects to that
And magic happens without any dramatics
It's Teutonic, it's clean, I want to posses it

To ride you

I slip inside you
This isn't a dream
Caressing your knob
I rev you up

To excite you

I run my hands up and down
Your wet flanks
You shiver, and purr
And tear away without a word of thanks

Seeing you react to me is enough

Just thinking of you
Is pure sex
My heart flutters
My muscles flex

Thoughts of you consume me

I keep a key to you
On a silver chain around my neck
When I am apart from you
I am a wreck

Being with you is a drug

But you make up for it
When I really dig in
And make you scream
I save the sound in my head FTW

Your sound becomes energy in my head

I can get by without you
But only just
You are the only thing on my mind
This is how I define Lust