Hot guy pings me in #Scruff. Seems to be from out of town. No pic. Profile says #bottom, #submissive , #versatile. Pass, for play anyway.

But he pings me. Sends a pic. He’s stunning. I mean like WOW! 😍😍 We swap info. He asks what I’m into and I drop my usual litany of saved stuff since I bore of typing it and using time to handle known stuff — see pinned posts. Here’s the menu, dude.

What gets him off? Flip fucking, and heavy versatile stuff. I’m not his person. I’m not missing out being a #bottom. I enjoy #servicing and being used. It’s what #gratifies me. There are some things I #reciprocate on but top #energy is not present. Don’t expect that.

Why is it somehow reasonable to expect bottoms to do #flip? Are we just undiscovered tops? Is #desperation supposed to be sufficient to do things we don’t enjoy?

#InternetMen #confused #respect #boundaries #communication

What I truly like about #mastodon is my impression that most people follow back #reciprocate #socialmedia ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

If I did this right, then I won’t have to ask the developers to change anything about their applications to deploy them to the new platform. But I hope that it will produce some organizational capital to spend on pushing #refactoring for the new platform, adopting #bestpractices, encouraging better #habits, and paying down #technicaldebt. I demonstrated #ownership of the platform I operate for them; they get to #reciprocate via the applications they own.

I reciprocate
Push, shove, a twist of the wrist
We didn't last long

#575 #haiku #Mastoprompt #reciprocate

Your combustion my compression all the power makes
I oppose and then in turn you must reciprocate
We together turn the cam however long it takes
Generations ride this train along what we create.

#poetry
#MastoPrompt
#reciprocate

I give you my heart
And you give me your home
I give you my soul
And you give me your bones
I give you my love
And you give me your gold
When will you #reciprocate
The way I feel about you?

#MastoPrompt #poetry #smallpoems

In the mirror I see
a constant reminder
of the me I used to be
Somber and sullen
with snarky smiles
shifting in the saccades
At times I hardly recognize
this #reciprocate
version overwritten
with a history marked by
grey streaks in the mane
and wrinkles kissing
the corners of my eyes
What remains
is a boyish grin
and furrowed brow,
thinning hair swept
by calloused digits
carefully counting
each day and every breath

#MastoPrompt #SmallPoems #poetry

When he heard the scraping he knew it had happened again. “Damn it,” he muttered, a sinking feeling in his chest. “Doug is shoveling our walk again, isn’t he?”

His wife pushed a curtain aside. “He’s just trying to be nice,” she replied, watching their neighbour work.

“But now I have to #reciprocate!’ he said, throwing up his hands. “We can’t be in shovel debt, honey!”

She looked at her husband. “What broke you?”

He turned to her. “I wish I knew!”

#MastoPrompt

(https://b-ark.ca/suCIGo)

@rogbeer

Reciprocate Remix

I will stamp and clap
I will throw my head back and laugh
With you, in the midst

#SmallPoems
#MastoPrompt
#reciprocate
(riffing with rogbeer, in the face of death)

@dogtrax @tanweerdar

Pretzeled spine
Playing with respect, forgive
Reciprocate break

#SmallPoems
#MashtoPrompt
#reciprocate
(for dogtrax, all in good fun)

#Weeds
.
Am I the sum of my debts,
and receipts.
Tallied dollars and cents,
when my life is complete.
.
Is my value in life,
just what I can give.
Producing, producing
as long as I live.
.
Beyond the small circle,
who say that they care.
Am I only a number,
with data to share.
.
My service, my value
my life an exchange
A few silver pieces.
A game just to gain.
.
It would be nice to provide,
some uplifting end.
But really we know,
that would just be pretend.
.
Perhaps in the weeds,
of the yellow brick road.
What progress can’t see.
What progress won’t know.
.
Perhaps all I am,
is what I give freely.
Things that aren’t counted.
Things I give meekly.
.
Response to todays offering by
@tanweerdar
.
#poetry #Poem
#MastoPrompt #reciprocate
#capitalism #Revolution #socialism
#anticapitalism #antifa
.
For more follow @Swan
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#MastoPrompt
He purrs, snuggles me.
Jealous of my cat, for I
Can't reciprocate

#Haiku
#reciprocate

#Weeds
.
Am I the sum of my debts,
and receipts.
Tallied dollars and cents,
when my life is complete.
.
Is my value in life,
just what I can give.
Producing, producing
as long as I live.
.
Beyond the small circle,
who say that they care.
Am I only a number,
with data to share.
.
My service, my value
my life an exchange
A few silver pieces.
A game just to gain.
.
It would be nice to provide,
some uplifting end.
But really we know,
that would just be pretend.
.
Perhaps in the weeds,
of the yellow brick road.
What progress can’t see.
What progress won’t know.
.
Perhaps all I am,
is what I give freely.
Things that aren’t counted.
Things I give meekly.
.
Response to todays offering by
@tanweerdar
.
#poetry #Poem
#MastoPrompt #reciprocate
.
For more follow @Swan
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terrible ice falls
shattering along the ground
I #reciprocate

#haiku #poetry #MastoPrompt

#reciprocate #MastoPrompt #smallpoems
I painstakingly chose words that engorged my sense of self-satisfaction.
Deleted whole phrases and began anew until my precise diction sharply cut a fine line.
I snipped worlds from my thoughts and delivered them to you on clouds of ancticipation, expecting your enjoyment.
They dissipated unexpectedly. FLAT into an abyss of lost connection.

Card-clogged, the Christmas post
Carries this year's paper proof-of-life
From half-forgotten friends, unseen
(We really must meet up this year)
From family, far-flung (just as well
With uncle George in his prison cell).

Of habit, we reciprocate, in kind,
With cliched snow scenes, never seen,
Santa-hatted snowmen, robins, trees,
To hang on strings or sit in piles,
To make the lists for this, next year.

#MastoPrompt #Reciprocate #Poetry #SmallPoems

Card-clogged, the Christmas post
Carries this year's paper proof-of-life
From half-forgotten friends, unseen
(We really must meet up this year)
From family, far-flung (just as well
With uncle George in his prison cell).

Of habit, we reciprocate, in kind,
With cliched snow scenes, never seen,
Santa-hatted snowmen, robins, trees,
To hang on strings or sit in piles,
To make the lists for this, next year.

#MastoPrompt #Reciprocate #Poetry #SmallPoems

Offer every breath as a gift,
In return for the gift of breath you receive,
An exchange between the World inside and the World outside,
Crossing the borders of the body,
Creating change
On both sides.

#MicroPoetry in reponse to #MastoPrompt #reciprocate

#breath #change

@tanweerdar

We have become
What we are
So utterly transactional
So utterly unable to imagine

There is no constant value

Reciprocate in kind
A kind of lacking
Anything of kindness

#SmallPoems
#MastoPrompt
#reciprocate
(for tanweerdar, in kindness)

…
Our society in a nutshell
- To revenge is sweet -
- To #reciprocate is bitter -
…

#Poetry