Skinbound Illustrations adorn an angel of the nations
If the body is a temple, let me pray.
Let me play
-Jason Black

Wavering digressions,
A product of expressions

Uncertainty taints the taste,
The sweet time that I might waste.

Tantalizing tentacles of truth,
Drowning in the sea of youth.

Untouched sites and sounds of soul,
Play together and find the whole.
– Jason Black

Alone inspired
by a woman’s touch,

aligned, intwined
in forever’s mind

to hurt, to hide,
feel fear inside

to fight for light,
to feel the night,

to feel so proud
that I can love aloud

no other pleasure could reach this measure,
to feel that glee that others see.

That glow, that shine
that love refines

That pleasant hue,
the love that’s you.
– Jason Black

The serendipitous sinew that seams our worlds,
That streams our thoughts and minds and words

That seems to hear and feel our fears
Our hopes and dreams and lives unseen.
– Jason Black

Sexual elegance,
Sensual eloquence,

Orgasmic infinity,
Is sitting in front of me.

There’s a devil inside I see,
fighting to get to me.

Nothing this perfect can come without cost.
It’s the heart of my soul.
I felt it get lost.

Ecstasy is here for me.

Give in to lust,
I feel that I must,

explore this divinity,
this heaven she’s given me
– Jason Black

I see you in a new way every day.
A new beauty, a new flaw.
A new detail I never saw

Comatose in flames,
my life is not the same.

Bipolar depression,
and a stressful profession

But there’s a method to the madness,
a rythm to the sadness….

Up and down by way of sound.

Music makes me whole,
It’s the way I take control.

Lost and forgotten, forgiven,
At least I know I’m living

This time no drugs in me,
So deep inside I see

Feelings needing out
Can’t cry, can only shout.
I will win this bought

Depression is coming down,
I won’t let it take the crown.

I will win, with the strength within

At least I know who I want to be.
At least I still have that in me.

Start me over, push reset
Now I’m feeling no regret

Moving onward, staying friends
Damn it’s hard to make amends.

Hard to be a friend, stay true,
With resentment building inside for you

True love really changes you
It’s loss breaks your heart in two.

Life without kids,
how tragic it is.

I sleep until 9,
and my time is still mine.

I can buy my own toys,
instead of the boys’.

I can netflix and chill,
and vacation at will.

We are D.I.N.Ks who enjoy
our state of employ.

We’ll play with your kid,
Then send ’em back home.

Then We’ll open some wine,
and turn off the phone.

I don’t change dirty diapers,
I don’t clean up the toys.
I don’t live with the constant chaos and noise.

Some look at us now and seem so sad for me.
How can you not want them?

They’re something to see.
They’re God’s only purpose for you and for me.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love them you see,
But that kind of life is just not made for me.