Whirl

I was chatting with online posers.

Not enough to cause me shame.

I didn’t leave the house for days

I didn’t use a different name.

The days turned into one full week.

She started speaking love.

I thought myself you just don’t know.

And then the push became the shove.

I called her on the video.

She declined and there’s the whirl.

Thought some fat dude behind laptop.

Not some hot young Asian girl.

There’s some method to the madness.

I don’t think the methods sane.

But I guess there could be worse things.

About how they hide that pain.

Dennis Mantin

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