Under a hundred words to disprove or prove
Dirty sexy thrust
Lonely in-between erection
Naked on bed petting my mahogany laptop
When he said
Ordering in and eating out, reassign the lust
Into symbols, letters or punctuation marks
That represents
Intention
When encoded can pimp the computer for fucking
His character: check off boxes and seductive advertisement
Like the dirty magazine in the back of men closets
It could never be so simple the life of single men
Not wanting the same meal twice
Fast food or sit down or the entire course meal
How hungry am I?
Conspicuously looking at the sex menu
Smile at the wait but don’t want
Friendship: Common interest that begets reoccurring memories
Could take years to really know somebody
But bad day seconds to piss them off forever
Like overcooked egos
Nobody wants to know the ingredients
With lonely in-between erections
Some foods no matter how bad I go back
Some fools I will never try again
Especially when I’m not starving and can cook my own meals
But I don’t often like eating alone
Especially if the fuck is good and the ambience, silent like food should be
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