do not want to even say it out loud!
nobody mentions it...
everyone just stay still and be quiet like him.


I fall in love with the world
I make love to anyone who
looks at me when drunken hour starts...


I make love to city lights
and concrete walls,
I make love to your siblings
and your ghostly friends love it


eroticism what have it become,
for the definitions of normal
have been modified by the new of moral.