Shame

Ineffectual transsexual
I starve at an empty buffet
Emotionless you come to me
Beckon for gratification
Shall I succumb to lust
To desire of your beast of burden
Vaccous is the outcome
Yet I fold...

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.