self-conscious (Remove filter)
No longer human
No longer human
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I am no longer human,
Devoid of life;
Just existing like a stone
At the entrance of a shrine.
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A puppet,I am;
Will-less and cowardly
Toy; keyed to play
By the observers,
While they smile
I smile back.
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A computer, I am;
Thinking what others
Thinking and planning,
While rusting and rotting
Away to oblivion.
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A statue,I...
Thursday 27th March 2025 12:36 pm
Self-Conscious Love
we all have bits a tad imperfect,
(dark specs hide my killer squint)
other embarassments of mine
so many they're not fit to print
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Beverley liked to hum during sex,,
she kept goats and preferred oral,
tight bandages on both big toes,
her orgasms were strictly choral
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middle-aged smoke screens hide
natural signs of wear and tear,
I left Sue's bewigged head alon...
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