it must be so hard out there
as an Independent Man
striking it out
in a world full of emotional women
who want to take from you
your money and your very
Masculine Essence……… cum
in them and you’ll never
hear the end of it. fucken freeloaders,
in that your load is free, and
isn’t it unfair that hookers
tend to be women? you twerked on
television for charity and nobody
respects that you’re a bona fide
Sex Icon, a man of the people who
stretches other people’s dollars
instead of your orifices. rule34
searches for the other kind of
hyper inflation carefully deleted
from your browser history……
does it make you horny, David? do
you get off on prisons because
they’re cock cages for people?
do you dream of a
cheeky little ram raid with a
top who can
fold you in half? it’s okay if you cry
when you cum……… Real Men
never debase themselves by
having any fun in the bedroom,
but you could, darling.
reach out to Big Daddy National
and sit on his lap, baby. tell him
all your dirty little secrets:
you don’t want to be independent,
really. you love attention. you whine
until Daddy indulges you
because your backroom
deals are just that good. let’s
trade individual liberties
like strings of spit, the
wetter the better. you filthy filthy
boy, all i want to do is watch you
get humiliated
by a thousand truths glowing
like cumstains under black
light. i know you
feel so desperate in private
where nobody can see…………
you want
a hand to hold, willing to help
you up or pin you down and make
you take it. David,
get you a stone top who’ll
look after you. get you a lover
that has your back, through
the deliciously ruined orgasms and
the warm wet rag and the
universal basic income and the
being a person who
needs other people. and call that socialism.
Featured image by kate aschoff.
