"Fetish" By Alexander The Poet 07.09.06

I don't know if I should hate myself,
Or if I should hate the internet
For giving me urges I can't shelf,
That fill me with guilt, shame, and regret

As much as I try hard to repress,
These desires, they keep coming back
Thus, I further turn into a mess,
And it gets harder to break and crack

I can't look at girls the same way now,
For other thoughts reside in my head
How the fuck did this all begin, how,
Now I don't just crave them, but their thread

To see them in the flesh I still want,
But now I wish they would see mine more
And I'd love for them to tease and taunt,
While they all remain in full decor

I still yearn to taste their sweet sex gland,
But I fantasize how it would feel
To discreetly reverse genders and,
Be the one to bend over and kneel

I don't know if I should hate myself,
Or if I should hate the internet
For giving me urges I can't shelf,
That fill me with guilt, shame and regret

THE END