the rich boys
the posh boys
the ‘call me old fashioned’ boys
who dream of a cadillac and wake to the smell of fresh leather boys
fetishing bi and lesbian women
whilst throwing stones at the parade boys
run me down again
in the toyota or the benz
the skater boys
the ‘catch you later’ boys
who slide along hearts
and vandalise the vein boys
who move to new york city
and claim it theirs
and find that it spits them out
but they don’t care boys
take a polaroid of us
and cross me out in red
the toxic boys
the fuckboy boys
when their ex girlfriend used to smoke weed but two years down the line they’re selling it boys
voting kanye west for the ‘bantz’ and ignoring the state of the world boys
kissing their flag yelling kill the gays!
eating racism at breakfast
whilst their father teaches them to
hunt for fish boys
the church bells rings for them
the nice boys
the ‘6ft 1 because apparently it matters’ boys
who do the bare minimum and expect an award boys
invite them over to dinner and they ask for second helpings
just so they can help themselves to your body
and give hate on sex workers whilst going down on you boys
starting debates titled ‘there is only two genders’
but also identifying as a piece of shit in secret
much too much to say
this is just my stream of consciousness today
im done talking about boys
i might watch some documentaries for now
- Author: tyler wyatt (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 2nd, 2020 00:08
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
A fine stream it is, plenty of moral issues on and under the surface of your words and a little bit of politics to pick through. Thanks for sharing this potted panorama of the social landscape.
J
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