walt cessna

Photographs & random musings by Walt Cessna from his travels & mis-adventures on the runway known as life. waltcsna@gmail.com For more of my short stories, poetry & photography pls visit www.waltcessna.blogspot.com WARNING: 18+ ONLY. My Tumblr blog contents are NSFW as they contain images of naked dudes. If you are viewing this and are under the age of 18 please leave this page as the subject matter is intended for consenting, interested adults above the age of 18.

September 9

my wrists are bound by invisible strings
my body spent, broken in converse
replace my wings
my stomach growls, my mind underfed
blood-like tears, a boy half-dead
disillusioned, desperate defeat
get right back up, unsteady feet
unable to stop, but wanting more…
licking my wounds, castrated bore
touchdown upon me, countdown from ten
sensational sinner, born to win
soulless survivor, ex junkie whore
still not ready to knock on heaven’s door
pressing restart, standing again
with or without, my 5,000 friends - WC

Peter photographed by Walt Cessna NYC 10

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