Fantasies, fantasies.
Oh, the options!
Sick ones, lame ones, and boring ones.
I have them all.
Except for little men.  No appeal at all.

Men? Women, too!
Who gives a ****, it's not a real *****.
Not even something I would ever do.

Blowing Oskar Schindler because he had such a big heart.
Britney Spears, I'll tear that ***** ***** apart!
Getting into serial killer's cars, hoping they tease me with a knife.
Smiling in ecstasy as they slit away my life.

Nazis! Nazis! Make me weak in the knees.
***** my family in the old country.
Here I  dream and say
"Yes, please!"

Some Japanese war-time brothel.
Hell, I could even be the runner of a geisha tea house.
These girls better answer to me,
not make a sound louder than mouse!

Dare not ask if anyone else has these thoughts, especially friends.
I know I will never see them again, if it comes out!