Pantoum #2

While tending the elderly, I'm dreaming of porn,
The slapping of bodies and squinting of eyes,
All of the residents seem so forlorn,
While Lorna and Bridgette scissor their thighs.

The slapping of bodies and squinting of eyes,
Talcum and sputum, meet leather and lace,
While Lorna and Bridgette scissor their thighs,
Corralling each loved one into their place.

Talcum and sputum, meet leather and lace,
All these forgottens and all of their failings,
Corralling each loved one into their place,
And placing each hand on all of the railings.

All these forgottens and all of their failings,
While I enjoy my illicit remembrance,
and place withered hands on all of the railings,
We do have life here, but only a semblance.

I am enjoying my illicit remembrance,
All of the residents, they seem so forlorn,
We do not have life here, only a semblance,
As I tend to your loved ones; dreaming of porn.

"Look I've found a writing site
Wow." I am up all night.
Reading sneaking
Looking peaking
"Wow, I can write anything.
I'm so excited, I'll begin
I'm sure that it is just my fate
to be a writer, really great."
I start to prattle and to prate
About the stuff my family hates.
Forbidden and the evil topics
They bother me, I don't stop
At anything, I'm freed with wings,
"And another thing..."

"But wait, what's up? Oh, no.
My email box begins to glow.
I try the catbox out for size!
Whoa, the big fish make a rise.

Oh, ow, please no more!
I didn't mean to be a bore!
I'm really not an evil whore!"
I read the words with mounting horror.

I leave the site. It's on the shelf.
I can't go there and be myself.
I think I'll just write here at home.
Lonesome, lonely and alone.

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