kidding, but personally not Kid-ing

I have
reached
the age
where
[I am
told]

I lust
after
all
the dads.

mmm
Clean
your yards
for me
while
I watch,
daddy.

Build your
wooden
do-hickeys,

and
give me
Your 

wood n’ hickeys.

I see
you have
gone and
made yourself
some
little yous.

I want
no part
of that
in me.

But,
I sure
will
watch you

raise
your own

atop my
throne

of
free-time
and disposable
income.

3 Comments

  1. I took a different feel with this one than my typical style. But, I like how it turned out too.

    It was meant to have the simultaneous childishness and detectable adult sexual shamelessness that comes from living a life where people tell you – no matter what you do – your sexuality is wrong.

    This piece is a silly “fuck you” to that, and was just plain fun to write.

    Like

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