the room

is a challenge

on a good night

so many

hedonistic

fantasies

played out

on screen before me

lost souls

lost lives

sitting

sometimes hours

on end

no passion

no life

no loving

only vain attempts at

comforting

their decaying souls

 

on a good

night

the rooms pace

crawls

as it's tenants spew

their desires for all

to see

 

in the room

mini skirts

tight pussy's

large cocks

hard cocks

shaved women

all

dance naked

in a glorious

orgy of words

played out slowly

strenuously

without a trace

of passion

 

desires

fetishes

double ended dildo's

abound as the room's

participants

chat gaily

of nothing

tossing inhibitions

like so much

flotsam

aside

 

 

ego's

soaring

roaring

the noise of their

worlds

colliding

there

on the page

in front of me

swirls past a

hermaphrodite

who wants to blow

buddha

while fingering

the ass

of amun-ra

go figure the

parody

there

if you have the time

 

….so many souls

lost

yearning for

the illusive moment

of passion

they'll never know….

 

the rooms

tenants

assembled for the nights

feast

stretch

yawn

and begin their dance

of passionless love

the room fills

with desire

a void

as large as the

emptiness

of its tenants souls

rears its head

 

i severe the head

before it consumes me

in a flash

it is gone

replaced

gracefully

with a blank screen

 

the room

here

has come to an end

 

but there

it goes on

forever.