Tales From The Rehab Center

   
circa 2000-2003    
   
   
"yeah..  the emperor may have on no clothes    
but the lady's slip is definitely showing "    
   
   
....and yet here's another tale    
told ad nauseam    
old..repetitive    
indulging the same 'ol sedative
   
   
another one night stand    
that's sure to stand for nothing    
come morning    
the both of us 'still' in mourning    
eulogizing the death of ideologies    
using alcohol and sex as numbing agents  
fucking each other  
while giving zero fucks about each other    
engaging in male-female interactions    
lacking any sort of agency    
just pure flagrancy in methodology    
   
   
"fuck me harder HARDER HARDER"    
she bellowed    
like she wanted me to fuck her into    
a state of forgetfulness    
supplant the pain in her heart    
with throbbing bliss between her legs    
   
   
fine by me    
cuz as far as i was concerned    
her pussy was nothing more than    
a dumping ground for all of my failures    
didn't have to give a damn about her feelings    
just give her that decadent abandon    
watch her submit to my lower self..    
steadily feed my ego as i starved out my soul    
   
..    
   
creating a hole    
where there's no whole    
um fucking on empty...bustin cheap nuts   
while she goes multi orgasmic    
reveling..luxuriating in her chaos    
which at that point i began to wonder    
who was smutting out who?    
...    
   
heh..    
   
...    
   
and that's when the sobering thoughts    
began to creep in