lewd boy



so you
new
like my past, waltzed in, with
all the whirlwind of your irish blues

boyishly trying to control your
destiny, not looking
playing so hard until the strings of
your guitars
boing-binnn..n..n..nn.g'd

forever the youthful jester, obscene and
care-free, all the while
succumbing to the dream of a
"family"

I don't mind

you are just a
culprit of my desires, not entirely
safe, not entirely
desirable

an all too familiar
stranger