And I swam against the stream;
Swept by currents and hit rocks,
But I swam against the stream.

"Regular Sized Rudy?
Why do they call you that?"
"Just look at me."

Yes, look at me. Are
the laces of my corset
tied tight enough?

Do I deserve lust
if ******* show
in this underbust?

Is my masculinity
compliant and
where it needs to be?

I've seen heaven
Wish it were my haven
When I sought solace here

They numb my mind
They play my mind
The things I saw there

It is time to wake up
from the languid daydreams
that once I treasured so.

The place that used to be a haven,
an escape from life’s banality,
now feels like a gilded cage.

The mind wanders, untethered,
through sunlit corridors of indolence
pushing to see how far it can go.

Tantalizing me with possibilities,
never reality, this limbo
is only good for the occasional vacation.

Looks like burnout
Tastes like failure
I Can't Believe It's Not Butter