It can be
A cruel world

This morning
I saw the most
Beautiful woman

With a Northern
European accent
I believe

On her webcam
She pleasured herself

Her smile
And her laugh

She seemed
Too beautiful
To be true

She is still there
In her home
Thousands
Of miles
Away

I cried a bit
Because she was
So beautiful

I thought of my therapist
A woman I used to know

She is far away too
Should I write her
A Christmas card?

I do not know
I wonder if she ever
Thinks of me

I have always asked
How the people at
The checkout
Are doing

Just trying to be kind
Not that I am some
Type of saint
Or anything

This Christmas
I think about going
To a Christmas party

But no
That's just in
The movies

I won't be spending
It here

Besides
I'm too poor
To buy presents

Therefore
I may spend Christmas
On a mountain

Away
Far away

30 years old
Well I'm off to the gym
And then to the mountain trail
Then to the driving range

This is my life