Its 9:37pm, the subject hasn’t moved for the last 45 minutes…rain is
Pouring down, a damn monsoon, my coffee cold as ice…and still have
To watch for this guy that I’m already hate. I wonder, life got to be so
Cruel? 2 days ago I was the happiest man of the world, now, I’m just
A broken mirror, no reflections at all. How could she do this to me?
Ok, I’m bold, old, sick, and no money in my pockets. She is just 28,
But she promised me love, real love, love between a man and a
Woman. Now she is seeing this other man, handsome, 30 years old
Have a beach house, and a gray sport cart. Why did she change me for
Him? How about the love she promised me? I still can hear my
Mommy’s words, son, she said, whatever you do, do it right, don’t
Ever fall for a woman, be instead a gay man, yes, you heard, a gay
Man.Forget about those dreams of yours, taking those panties down
From them women and smelling them panties like a mad man, it
Won’t do you any good, but suffering like a damn sweaty hot horse.
Straight man, never learned their lessons, so be in touch with
Mr.Bengay, I’m Ben, you Gay….Sayonara…Hasta la Vista.
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Essay / Humor
Poem / Poetry
Script / Horror
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