Modern Masochism

In the face of zero privacy becoming the new normal... I'm sort of informally living... reach out and touch me... I'm giving myself away... run your hands over the life of my skin... stained glass and theatre masks is what I bare within...
enveloped inside the canopy... of this moody concrete jungle... I find myself stumbling upon it's cold stairs... the fiery glares of a vintage eye piece that watches from a distance... unnatural existence... I'm hungry like the rabid wolves... the isolated nights... foreshadowing echos... the dead moon and all of it's little pieces... me myself and ELI... could really use some corresponding releases... planet venus could lend this lustful earth some love... something warm... just swarm this wet rock covered in humans... fantastically consuming... no one is even using one another... no one even wants too... someone has thrown the main breaker on a personal connection... vacant stares and blank expressions...we live our lives as takers in the intersections of criss crossing paths... and XXX tabs.... your only touching buttons... we're undressing ourselves... while everyone is watching from a distance... with a 6ft persistence... I want something that's god damn intimate... emotionally I'm open... my embodiment is freely floating... searching for a kindred contact... like minded flesh that I want to obsess over... but people aren't really even human anymore... this is a modern day masochism where the masters whip their slaves but no one is ever touched... and I like things a little bit rough... misuse me... abuse me... disillusion and confuse me... I live with wide open doors... seduce me in passion I want to be yours... enchanted attraction my degenerative cure... nothing is pure... society lives in these see through houses... with their touch screen spouses... can anyone see past their uncovered windows... the mad love widows of having let the passion fade away... people used to play together... people used to stay together... bonded endeavors... whips and leathers... seductive tickles and erotic feathers...


                                                          ELI