XIII.
Pornographic
Mirage.
Solitude is life since the Hermit call.
Without my porno I’d have no
sex at all.
Others see movies for the
story.
All that I watch is
pornography.
Some escape with movies they
see.
I try to find some reality.
Watching beauty that I’ll
never hold.
If only I could be so bold.
My sighing breath stands
ecstasy tall.
This is my sex life inside
my wall.
This is how it’s been since
my great fall.
At least I don’t resort to a
doll.
Orgies become a solo
adventure.
Porno goes beyond the
censure.
While others see filth and
tend to flee
this artist knows its naked
beauty.
While there may be those who
would say,
“That’s wrong, you should
not go that way.
It means you’re obviously
gay!”
I make them wonder to this
day.
Before you argue for porno’s
ban
don’t knock the safest form
of sex known to man.
For the intellectual
I’d like to coin the word
“Monosexual”.