Always the call.
The sound stirred
down in my soul that
sends me to my keyboard.

Hope that this moment will
spring onto the screen, alive with
wisedom and wit.

Alas the most brillant moments are
scattered between dull laborings of love
and loss.

The sound of another broken heart or jilted
dream. Please spare me another silly sequence
of trials and tribulations; masturbation is best
experienced in a passionate fantasy of one's own
making.

Alas, alone.

Always the call.
The sound stirred
down in my soul that
sends me to my keyboard.

Hope that this moment will
spring onto the screen, alive with
wisedom and wit.

Alas the most brillant moments are
scattered between dull laborings of love
and loss.

The sound of another broken heart or jilted
dream. Please spare me another silly sequence
of trials and tribulations; masturbation is best
experienced in a passionate fantasy of one's own
making.

Alas, alone.