A New Poem That I’m Lukewarm About

I told him to fuck me
While we listened to Fox News.
I want to be fisted over
The voice of Bill O’Reilly.
They talk of their wars with
Arabmen, Liberals, Faggots.
I’m here with clothespins on my scrotum.

The boy called me last night which surprised me a little. I think he’s taking this thing a bit too seriously. For one, we don’t know each other very well. All I really know is that he’s a yummy kisser and he bites. But I don’t know. He wants to meet for coffee so I told him this weekend. I gots no cash right now. And this boy makes me blush saying things like my voice is sexy. It’s confirmed that this mofo is demented. So maybe it will work out?