Maybe me being an addict wouldn’t be such a surprise to others if, say…
I…
Was visibly missing teeth.
Or…say…
If I walked -instead of driving a luxury sedan.
Or…hmmm.
Wasn’t white.
Does judgment feel the same to everyone?
Do different forms of judgment
Feel…different?
How would we even compare?
Let’s say… I am your daughter.
Drunk or not,
would you ask her
if she wanted to see…
your cock?
Because…
I. am…
someone’s daughter.
Do you ever wonder if…
the beggar on the street is a test?
They say Jesus walked among man,
right?
Are you the same in the daytime…
as you are at night?
Does your mind take flight?
….doing its job
of
protecting you from pain.
What is it exactly we stand to gain?
Or are we only here to sustain?
Failing, we do quite the opposite
And…
maintain.
An infinity for questions with no answers plaques the most curious of minds.
…But is it really answers
we seek?
For myself
I only want a peek.
The vast unknown is too much
for this feeble
and
unstable
brain.
That is what I have been given…
Labeling me…
not so…
sane.
That is amazing and profound!!
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Thanks Meg 🙂
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In reality what should be more sane – the person with the illness, or the person who wants to whip out their cock? Society might say the latter, but I would say the former…
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I agree!!!
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