tagErotic PoetryHow Goes the Old

How Goes the Old


wife, Smitty? Life
colder than a

witch's tit or
does it smolder?

Why then is it
Irene's twin bed

has five dog-eared
King James bibles?

Heading for your
king-sized bathroom

for a pseudo-
wifey visit?

Webcam's tracking;
Smitty's whacking

by the toilet,
soon to soil it.

Shit! She's only
blown the circuit!

Now it's wipe clean
just a blank screen.

Good night, Irene.
Irene, Good night.

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