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Jun 2017
Every day
Is a vacation

And no
I don't feel guilty

This is my life

I think about ***
All these beautiful women
I'll never know

I dream of them
Pleasuring themselves

I conjure up pornographic
Images is my mind
When I pleasure myself
And I feel just fine

I doubt I'll ever know a woman

I'm 32
I used to substitute teach
A 40 hour work week
Is what they preach

Hours spent online
Having ******
Conversations

People in chatrooms
And having cam to cam chats
Across the nation

It's a world of seeing
Of times and places
Various faces

All just passing through
Some go here
Others go there

It's all so bizarre
And not really fair

I have left the home
I have lived in since 1997

Slowly but surely
Climbing the stairway to heaven

Here comes that guy
The security guard
Walking Down the sidewalk
Next to the boulevard

I like documentaries
Podcasts too
I keep plastic bags in my car
In which to take a poo

Well this high fiber diet
Of mine keeps things moving
Right through

Twitch streams
What a dream

I really love
The internet it seems

At least I can make
A connection there

In a world
That is not fair
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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