i’d need a playwright to help me get my act together

 
it’s on my mind
continuously
 
constant
like flowing river
or an alcoholics thirst
 
every minute that passes
the thought of
curves
breasts
lips
thighs
legs
packaged in soft flesh
tempt me
to load up a porn site
on the internet
 
just to take in the beauty
of a naked woman
with her legs spread
touching heaven
as I touch myself
 
everyday brings the
same impulses
and everyday
I try to resist
but I’d need a playwright
to help me get my act together


© James Quinton 2004