when i was younger
my heart
and my dick
still connected
i'd fall in love at first sight
with pretty girls
almost every day
a photograph
could be enough
to fire a shiver
down my spine
now i am older
my mind aware
of objectification
my heart in shreds
my dick
just for pissing
and pretty girls
are nothing now
but fragments of pain to me
lively reminders of being broken
Errors of Judgement by Wayne Myers