I get lonely sometimes...
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all my friends that have women living in them,
are seeking shelter from the storm,
it's a hollow cry that kind of grows into a groan and then
a howl, but there's no more growls--just man whimpers.
Moskowitz talks shit to his dick when he's pissing in the
urinal, "don't fail me tonight, you mother-fucker."
his wife measures love in the coitus count over the month. he's
forty-five years old and worried about his heart. who knew sex
could be work, it used to be just fun and nasty, but like he told his
dick--no one's gonna understand.
the bloody one is searching for a way to put a basement in the
basement, someplace sound proof and difficult to find. he doesn't
want phone lines or television, he just wants to feel warm and safe
from the mad storm of love demanding attention after she put a boot
in his teeth, he's only thirty, but I've never met anyone older.
Drexel wades through shame and degradation selling his dreams for the use
of Sandy's car and a submissive blowjob, she wants him to love her, whatever
that means and cater to her crack needs and psychotic pleadings,
she's had him arrested three times and dropped the charges.
last week she set fire to his guitar.
sometimes I get lonely, but it doesn't last long.
J. Masuda © 2005
are seeking shelter from the storm,
it's a hollow cry that kind of grows into a groan and then
a howl, but there's no more growls--just man whimpers.
Moskowitz talks shit to his dick when he's pissing in the
urinal, "don't fail me tonight, you mother-fucker."
his wife measures love in the coitus count over the month. he's
forty-five years old and worried about his heart. who knew sex
could be work, it used to be just fun and nasty, but like he told his
dick--no one's gonna understand.
the bloody one is searching for a way to put a basement in the
basement, someplace sound proof and difficult to find. he doesn't
want phone lines or television, he just wants to feel warm and safe
from the mad storm of love demanding attention after she put a boot
in his teeth, he's only thirty, but I've never met anyone older.
Drexel wades through shame and degradation selling his dreams for the use
of Sandy's car and a submissive blowjob, she wants him to love her, whatever
that means and cater to her crack needs and psychotic pleadings,
she's had him arrested three times and dropped the charges.
last week she set fire to his guitar.
sometimes I get lonely, but it doesn't last long.
J. Masuda © 2005