State
I deserve attention
I desire affection
no more self reflection
or any inner inspection
Don't you ever get sick and tired
of walking around ,
feeling so wired?
used prophylactics on the ground
Hear that sound?
the silent pleas
no, not me
senses numbed beyond belief
Every day, you approach me and say
something rather witty,
with the usual undertones
of electricity, that shoots right through me
Make me feel on fire
eyes of smoldering desire
lips that crack a grin
can't you see the state I'm in?
mathiasthom
written 5/30/14
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