the moment has passed and everything's spoiled


I wish I'd seen you coming


I'd have made sure you didn't see me with pants down

behind a bush because the public restroom was locked

(the previous occupant being a total pig and I needn't elaborate)


but fortunately I'm an old man and but for my own shame

I am pardoned by Mass Stupidity by hiding in the doting stereotype

while grinding teeth in my sleep I dream of choking you

with your own mockery


but I awaken refreshed and forget I am old

forget the moment is gone


forget even that you came by...



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