Can't Live Without Love
Simple fickle peaceful minded
With fire and angst motivation for days
That's what it takes most days
Days without her loving touch.
So the ground's been leveled in the orientation arena
A chance for the struggle of the average straight white male to be given thought?
Not a chance they say, on to gender identity issues.
So I continue on, treading the thin edge of singular millennial existence.
Because every day is an opportunity.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world