Oct 1st, 2005 by Ashley
you can’t help but wonder,
“so he writes… but to whom?”
to himself perhaps. you answer yourself.
apparently not to you, anyway.
but you know you long to read his words
it’s like a gateway to his mind and heart
doesnt it sound tempting?
it’s human nature to want to understand
but you especially yearn to probe
and now the story cannot continue
cuz your brain stop to function
and darn the sheet is still wet (you suppose)