self-conscious (Remove filter)
No longer human
No longer human
I am no longer human,
Devoid of life;
Just existing like a stone
At the entrance of a shrine.
A puppet,I am;
Will-less and cowardly
Toy; keyed to play
By the observers,
While they smile
I smile back.
A computer, I am;
Thinking what others
Thinking and planning,
While rusting and rotting
Away to oblivion.
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
Beverley liked to hum during sex,,
she kept goats and preferred oral,
tight bandages on both big toes,
her orgasms were strictly choral
middle-aged smoke screens hide
natural signs of wear and tear,
I left Sue's bewigged head alon...
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