Love my liberty, it seems so vague so evanescent!
It is fleeing fleeting flighty fragile fragrant fresh
So fraught with absolute consuming terror to scare
The very mightiest of all of us, me included, I am
So afraid, I am so helpless and yet so fearless and
So brave, I go forth, I March forward, I claim my
Uncertainties, my quests and questions and try and
Figure out my proper gender as the internet and so
Much free and available nakedness of the sex’s and
Everything in between has flung me into a spiral of
Possibilities and things that I have never done, so
Never seen or thought of before, so much to possibly
Experience and come to understand or come to grips
With that. I fucking wonder who the fuck I really am,
What I can or may be, what the hell I have been missing,
Why am I so bloody naive, I am a blithering mess, areal
Fucked-up mature 70 year old man that is wondering so
Often : “ what the guck am I, what the fuck is all of thisM?”
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