Isolation Poesy

Alone, alas, alone is the call from above –
Travel from afar? Then for all the one’s you love
Stay indoors, you moron! Keep of the beach
And out of cafes and beyond an arm’s reach.
Is that your grandma, behind the safety-glass?
Celebrating her birthday all alone, alas!
Alone, like a country full of spinsters and
Bachelors, introverts and school bands.
My only relationship of any worth right now
Is with my Dove and water, as I faithfully plow
Through the CHM advice for best sanitation,
After every face touch and lonely masturbation.
Alone, alas, alone with no relief from Scruff
Or Grindr! Where can I find love, or enough
sex dates? Why seek a companion?
For years I’ve been alone, no ‘other’ to hang on,
No lover, no partner, no spouse, no ‘mate’,
Just sex with what’s-his-name (man, he was great!)
In a long line of what’s-his-names found online
Who cum to fill this empty, lonely soul of mine.
So alone, yes, alone is not that big a deal
When you’ve got solo experience to wield.
I can do this easily, I’m not worried - fuck it!
I have unlimited data and lube by the bucket!

Published by davidmckwrites

I am a writer from Melbourne, Australia. I am currently working on two writing projects. The first is a contemporary gay novel about a man experiencing growth and change after the end of a relationship. The second is a collection of novellas following a private detective in Sacramento as she solves missing person cases with the help of her four spirit protectors. I also write poetry, short stories, plays and film scripts.

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