I'm tired bored horny if i could download some porn without being found i'd have my dick in hand pounding away at the screen with nauseating fantasies of assholes and mouths and shit such guilt. Trainwreck brain makes my knees week with a hardon at work putting hands in my pockets to mask the buldge then 60 spanish girls walk by such tight pants and fine asses as i duck into an empty isle clear my mind. This magazine centerfold daydream is nothing like reality. If I get a pat on the back luck has bestowed me. No action, need action soon. I'm not black sometimes i wish i wasnt white, probly be smoother, stronger, and able to dance. My age isnt pleasing anymore were runnin high on numbers shoulda stayed at 21. Now alcohal masks my pain and weed brings out my soul. I'm connecting to the world a universe all inside my body but my body's the universe now brain is the world eyes are the stars. We'll meet when your feet leave the ground and we happily take this breeze to the next dream inside the poem ...........we're high man i've filled the void and tomorrow i'll be naked in the open if this poem gets posted read by millions (i can dream) published only in my mind. Then the conservative bastards can think i'm crazy.
