Post date: Feb 27, 2016 8:49:17 PM

I don't want to hear you beg

I'm sick of beggars

If you are a man

take what you want from me

or what you can.

Even if you have me

like some woman across town

you think you love.

Look at me

Standing here with my penis

as straight as yours.

What do you think this is?

The weather cock on a rooftop?

We sneak all over town

like two damn thieves,

whiskey on our breath,

no street lights on the back roads,

just the stars above us

as ordinary as they should be.

We always have to work it out,

walk it through, talk it over,

drink and smoke our way into sodomy.

I could take you to my house

But you're afraid the neighbors

will recognize you.

I feel thankful I don't love you.

I won't have to suffer you later on.

But for now I say

Jack Daniel's,

Have you had enough, Jack Daniel's?

Do I look like your lover yet?

Against the fogged car glass

do I look like your cross-town lover?