An interesting evening
My mind is frantic
the light is on
I reach for a pen
words flow
I cannot sleep
sexuality flashes
one way
the other
all the worries
its all for nothing
I see the loves of the past
the failures
I realise what kind of man I am
and as the ink hits the page
I am constantly in change
I regret a thousand things
I do little but care
I keep seeing her
melding into her predecessors
becoming one being
a swirling mass of breast and lip
my carnal lust make me man
I hate myself
the light is on
I reach for a pen
words flow
I cannot sleep
sexuality flashes
one way
the other
all the worries
its all for nothing
I see the loves of the past
the failures
I realise what kind of man I am
and as the ink hits the page
I am constantly in change
I regret a thousand things
I do little but care
I keep seeing her
melding into her predecessors
becoming one being
a swirling mass of breast and lip
my carnal lust make me man
I hate myself