Sad little arsehole
Holding his sad little dick
He’s only gone and fallen in love.
Cursed.
To a pornstar no less.
I know people say its better
To have loved
Than to never have
But come on.
He’s only ever seen her
On a screen.
At 18 he made her
His screensaver.
Legs akimbo
Inviting him in.
By 25 he had seen
And bought
All her movies.
He’s not even jealous
Of the guys who get to fuck her!
What kind of love is that?
White guys, black guys, asian guys,
Skinny guys, fat guys, guys who look like fucking walnuts.
2 guys, 3 guys, 5 guys, more.
She really puts an effort in to be an expert whore.
And he’s there
On his side of the screen.
Making furious, shameful love
To his hand.
What kind of love is that?
Modern love.
The love of a young man.
In this day and age.
Raised on gratification.
Raised on government.
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Comments3
[You were NOT supposed to be hilarious when you wrote like this on taboo topics.]
I'm glad it entertained. Thanks for the comment and read
This poem caught me a bit off guard in its turn to the sociopolitical. It is a magnificent metaphor and as the whore ages the picture does not creating cognitive dissonance when the real one is seen. A wonderful write.
Thanks for the comment and read Soren
You are most welcome
What world do we live in? We don't even interact with people anymore to share intimacy...
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