Finding Ourselves Locked In A Torrent

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Finding ourselves locked in a torrent
Quietly dreaming of a harder way
Searching for the proper inspiration
Perhaps I’ll have something intelligent to say

I’m just a local loser with unlimited potential
Most will note my life has been an utter waste
Mocked & forgotten since you dismiss my face
In retrospect- you pine for my notion once you got a taste

Remembering Your Own Aches

Remembering your own aches
The graveyard of broken cassettes
It was always the end of the world
Unconfined angst you won’t forget
Dreams & passions ill proportioned
All lost in a looping mixtape
Those days will forever be with us
For they were the days when we were shaped

Tie Me Up With Your Panties

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Tie me up with your panties

My penis filled with retro arena glamour rock

Remember when your mom caught me

Janking it into your sock?

 

 

 

 

 

*this is an older poem I found. I’m not particularly proud of it, but it makes me laugh. I hope you do as well. 😉