poem

i was sideways vertical tangent to the temptations that were at bay I was alone in loneliness and it was how it was I was feeling numb and couldn’t get it over until the deed was done somewhere having fun we place ourselves with nuns I could never own a gun because I was totally shunned lonely and accomplished I had achieved goals and my soul was grasping for straws that were flaws in me waiting to see the beach head depravity you could ignite my ceremony sideways because I was making missions out of mayhem ready to tantric when she’s in my logic