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Saturday, June 25, 2016

(ONLY SO MUCH TIME... TIC... TOC.) AN EROTIC EXCURSION FEATURING JEN WILLIAMS...


(ONLY SO MUCH TIME... TIC... TOC.) AN EROTIC EXCURSION FEATURING JEN WILLIAMS...
THE MUSIC...
https://youtu.be/fn4pKp-wFMI
Tic....toc
Tic...toc....
Every step reminds of the sounds of this clock...
Loud enough to make silence stop
Sitting at this desk all day
Every pore wanting to get away....
To our spot
Been clinching my thighs together so tight....
All day.....
All I can do is pray.....
That when I stand to leave
My skirt doesn't show the cream....
I've already built up for u
Thoughts of u
How...we got this taboo
Know we ain't supposed to do
But black man....
I want u...
And I want you.....
So bad, and it's so bad
I gotta attitude with everyone who ain't u.
Tic...toc...
Mind racing
I only got so much time to spend replacing
Any thoughts
Of anyone who never got you hard enough
Got u bonded up....
And as soon as the clock says see ya later
I'm on my way
To our spot
To undress....frolic around naked
U walk in....smell my scent....
Lemme captivate you....
Aroma like, "yeah, it's u...."
Tic toc.....
Time is not our friend.....
We ain't gotta pretend
I came here, and u came here....
And by the time we leave
Shit....we both came here.....
Tic... toc
Tic... toc
The drudgery could make a man waste away.
Looking out the window at the world pass by.
Gotta get away.
I see you in my mind's eye and grow heavy against my thigh.
A sudden desire to take you rough.
If only these fools knew.
If I turned around right now.
Shit... I might put out an eye.
Mmmmmm.
Enough of that.
You are my escape from reality.
A secret that could crush me.
Such a great weight we carry.
Maybe that's why we do it so loud... so hard.
I be smiling at these fools...
My mask hiding the truth.
Tic... toc
Tic...toc
I would devour you.
Lap you warm and melted from my beard.
Lick dew from your epidermis and slurp tasty nectar from your slit.
The clock finally freeing me I rush to see you, to drink in the lines and various curves of you.
Mmmm , your taste takes me away.
Your smell has me dizzy.
I pull your dreads, a little whimper... Mmmm it drives me wild.
A slap of your ass cheek and you press back against me.
I slide in and suck air across my pursed lips.
So good.... Mmmm.
No time to play cause these stolen moments is all we got.
Tic toc
Got your dick locked
Snapper...grip
Whatever you wanna call it
I'm holding on..
As hard as I can
As tight as possible my walls descend
Good grip
So good......my cervix feels the top don't wanna let go
So....I ease up
Just enough......
For u to slide back out......
Cuz, King, I swear.....
I was bout to have u begging.....
To be free
Of this beautiful torture of being in me
So....in....our
Hard...pound
Lemme flip around...
I mount u with grace
At the same time......I wanna be a disgrace
Wild...fuck u like a need, I crave ur taste
Vampire shit, Fuck my thirst, cum on my face
I'll enjoy the stream
Of semen
Slipping thru creases and.....
Finding its way to my lips
And while I lick my lips....
I glimpse at the time....
Tic toc......
Tic... toc
And your dreds tangled in my fingers.
I weak in the knees.
Never wanna leave... no never wanna leave.
Time a bittersweet thing so fleeting.
This fucking clock...
Tic... toc
Tic... toc.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY AND JEN WILLIAMS

Sunday, June 19, 2016

(STARKISSED AND SUNFILLED)


(STARKISSED AND SONFILLED)
THE SOUND AS SUSPENDED WE DEPART...

In my desire I would ejaculate darkness into you... Fill you up with blackness.
It overflowing and running down in rivulets... Seeding future generations of we born carbonised and melanated, aliens lost in a land ruled by our savage progeny, They born of our queens loins and poised to destroy mother earth.
In my wanting to grow I would plant my thickly in the flexibility that is found in the valley of your lily... notty roots and afro crowns... Shade in which to catch a breeze... a moment of solace as the waves gently whisper our tale... The story of the Alpha and Omega...
A mystical, magical birth told time and time again... Cries of exclamation and spiritual adulation.
In my need I would press greatly into the velvety softness of your forest...  Take a moment to contemplate the complexity... A second to ride the exhilarating highs before experiencing the stomach dropping lows... The smooth slow down at the end... The bump... The departure.
In my desire I would cause you to ooze dew... It the H20 that would sustain us in far distant futures where we would meet our cosmic twins on a far distant world who too had the desire...
They looking out across matter and anti-matter wondering if this is all there is...
In me, in us, in we, I am found desiring the all of you endlessly.
So spiritually.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Saturday, June 11, 2016

(THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF WE AND WE)
THE SOUND AS WE MERGE... PLEASE LISTEN...
https://youtu.be/oyxeYOeP9S8

In your nappy locs I see infinity. The all of our beginnings.
We at the axis radiating outward and seeding new worlds.
The hue-man factor so profoundly displayed.
In your curves I see I-finity... So phat yet so small, black empress, I and I and the beginning-end, we.
In you I would drop deeply, the very back of you where fluttering your belly pulsates deliciously... I the electricity, you the receptacle... Spark power and light the nation.
In you I soar unlimitedly free, nigga once king I be on the road back. Queen by mine strong side.
We the particular particles of human existence as defined scientifically... these days and we sleep pon potentiality as defined sociologically, such pound as in you I grind, cavort and perform splendidly, your black skin and these juxtapositions presented lyrically.
In your... In you. In us, in we.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

(GIVE THAT SHIT UP)


(GIVE THAT SHIT UP)
THE SOUND A POUND...
https://youtu.be/KD-f79_Is2E

I just committed an armed robbery, jacked a motherfuckers mind G... Committed straight motherfucking larceny...
AK rat a tat tat lay the fucking crowd down, stand on the table and spray the motherfucking ground, make pussy ass sheep panic, cause mayhem pon the whole damn town... Get yo punk ass down, motherfuckers get down.
Brown noise and adrenalin, African mind, African vision, Zulu going straight the fuck in.
I spin retrograde, I the samurai's blade, red visions take me away, oh so vague, I am abstractions and beautiful serenades.
I just killed a bunch of false notions and parted the Atlantic... cured a chronic asthmatic of his problematic, robbed a system of its diplomatic.
Gorilla in full rage, Lion resplendent in it's golden age, full sage as I press pon page.
Scholar emerging fresh from cave, wisdom brought forth ancient from grave.
I just skirted out on a haters face, skirrtttt and a skeet of mace, me a exit the place, such grace so eloquently displayed.
Poet poised pon the cybernetic highway, scribing sun fire pon the whole of the milky way, universal displays of what I say, a virtual lyrical pyrotechnic display.
I just blew a mind into spatters on a brick wall... Bits, pieces and a mothers bawl.
Verbalist on soap box, I stand tall.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Sunday, June 5, 2016


{CONFUCKSION}
THE BEAT OF THE BEAT OF THE BEAT...
https://youtu.be/XRhie6uROuQ

I saw you and fuck set in... Reaaalll deep and I... I felt fuck all the way down to my dick bone.
The particular particles of my love Jones.
I felt fuck rob blood from my heart and brain, from my organs, felt it swell the veins in my dick, dick hanging heavy in response.
Dick so thick, dick so strong.
Fuck... And I... I need you so, damn, I need you so.
Some really simplistic reality shit.
Fuck running rampant in my most innermost chambers and I Ummmm.. I need to fuck you... 
Need you to fuck me into the deepest realm of orgasmically... Where we are wet formation be... Ummmm.
The need and I... I and the need you.
I twisted so linguistically for you empress impressively formed thusly.
You the drop that makes me titanium hard see?
A flash of the hairiness of your V... Cradle of we interplanetary Seen?
Photographically and pornographically... I the very beads of sweat you see, Seen?
I want to press you against the wall, throw one leg up and make it rain on the toes of my size 12 black man feet.
Drip, drip and I so lost in the frivolity... The utter debauchery .
Push you down and take it rough make it skeet, skeet, skeet to the ceiling fan see?
Say my name woman, say my name, I the Big Daddy beast roar ground shaking and earth quaking..
Spiraling in the ecstasy falling free from heights unimaginable... A force falling to planets surface...
You the ship transporting me thus.
I Ummm...
I saw you baby and fuck set in.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY 

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

{BINARILY LINKED WE}


{BINARILY LINKED WE}
THE MUSIC FOR THIS UN... A HUMDANGER...
https://youtu.be/8Rl79ml0wDs

Together we linked have transcended time and space and here we are the end result.
I looking into your eyes can feel the time slipping away... We must make way and my heart, Oh my heartfelt cries would break the silence.
A man sitting on a park bench looking at the world speed right on by.
Together we linked has made my soul stir, together we linked had made me wonder why and, Oh I, Oh I.
The brown leaves at my feet reminding me of the withering feeling of I without you.
How would I have survived if not for you... I an emasculated slave to a barbaric system, I my ancestors progeny.
Hands outstretched to catch the rays of Allah's sun.
Prostrate I summoning power.
Oh Allah, and I would be the truth an-nur.
Science so profound that I would create life alongside thee my queen, a mad scientist existing on a lab hurtling through the depth of an aliens space.
He wondering if we could co-habit... If we could just get along.
An alien with a telescope or an apparatus akin to one looking at us.
We have watched our children be born and we have watched our children die, we having to go that way look at it with trepidation when really it is true freedom.
A stained glass representation casting prisms of color on a church floor, a calligraphic shadow falling on tile, man so moved by these things.
I trying to explain the whole of me would lay them out and show you their workings, my feeling, aspirations and hope.
I, Oh I would sing these words to you in synchopated rhythms and sound pattern defined as speech.
The very essence of me and the heavens, Oh the heavens they would rejoice.
Man coming in from the cold and all that.
No chains could bind us to this or any other earth.
Together we could conquer this and any other universe.
Together we...
Together we...

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Sunday, May 29, 2016

(SOFTLY FOR YOU)
THIS VIDEO IS ME READING THIS PIECE...
https://youtu.be/ElI2PwspQUM

I would descend upon thee as butterfly... So soft and fluttering, and tingles, oh the tingles and I would wax gently pon thee.
I would hold thee ever so softly and whisper of unrealized and realized dreams and things of great weight... I would minister to thine needs.
Speak from the pulpit love.
Cause thine church to sway.
Softly the brush of mine lips.
Puckering nipples and the beginning of wet betwixt thine thighs.
I biblical would enter the scene, knock pon thy entrance and at your beckoning I would inhabit thy domicile.
Become the glory hallelujah and the shouts of joy.
Tears of salty water from thine tear ducts.
Splashes of liquid and thine fluid shining on mine phallus, so reminiscent of the birth of hue-manity, angels and seraphim.
So soul filling and I Mmmm, I just. Oh!
I the flittering and the filling.
You the receptacle of mine light reflective pulling at the tides, and I oh I feel you in the very deepness of mine darkness.
The metaphorical pool from which I and I sprang.
An amoebic one celled being.
Out of many one.
Annuit Coeptis and here we are formed.
I so transparent that I am air.
Descending pon you.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY