Five in the Morning
Its a confessionalits saying to yourself the obvious
the things that your friends already have told you about
and you'll get that familiar feeling while writing
you'll stop for a second and say
"wait a minute that's fucking me!"
it is what it is so what about a fuck?
Yes, lets fuck, lets fuck our brains out here on the doorstep
no lets fuck on the street
in the beautiful five in the morning light
lets fuck even other people
those going home from the bar
empty-handed
cause lets face it
everybody wants a fuck
especially five in the morning
lets fuck the whole town
lets knock on peoples doors and invite them to a
moderately bad fuck
cause its five in the morning and we had
a little bit too much booze
but anyway a moderately bad fuck its still
better then no fuck at all
lets fuck the old grannies and grandpas
that have not fucked for years
cause they surely want but no one has asked them lately
lets fuck those truckers wives
their husbands have not come home for months
they surely fuck anyway with the next door neighbor the cab driver or the
waiter in the local cafe
but they'll still say yes to one more fuck
cause one more fuck is one more fuck
we just have to ask them
even if they have a terrible headache they'll still say yes
cause its lonely in that empty bed of theirs
so i watched you all night
you were not a beauty
in fact you were not pretty at all
actually you were quite distasteful
with wrong make up
your shoes did not matched your clothing
your hair was awful and your hands not elegant at all
but i still wanted to fuck you
and i had worked out all the details
i had the whole god damn conversation in my head
you would surely fall for it
but i did not say a thing
i just continued drinking and drinking
Poetry by Sanchez
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Written on 2009-08-08 at 21:35
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