I told her

by 0ctavio G0nzalez

I came here with Messianic Dreams, and a $5,000 calling card I left there silly. I can say that I've come where I'd wished not to come in- But I just couldn't come where I came in from. Now, I don't know if I'll ever lust again. I leave, finding that it was not what I remembered, That I was not what was required, That I was not better than some. It was 1st love at 2nd 1st site It was lock and stock and door and knob It was holier than an $8.00 hand-job It was thicker than a bag of Funyon® Rings @ 4:06 @ nite. It was catamenia red and Big Bird Yellow, And I hated it till'twas time to go.