I Thought as Much.

I’m a person of guarded security

I write as all kinds of people

Young, old, teens, aged,

Males, boys, gals, females,

Old dying and decrepit

One is right,

I am bipolar and dyslexic,

By heritage, inheritance, and heredity

Yet I am an intelligent actor

A scientist, who has trained ones mind

Into a scientific orientation

Of learning and using

Both sides of the brain

Adequately, exhaustively,

As also simultaneously

I feel the be all and end all of life,

Is sex, in its many manifestations?

Love is final natural outcome only.

Albeit I am what perhaps you say,

Yes lonely,

But, I live in an environment of seclusion,

Amidst a bevy of humane

Though I’m not yet totally insane

As to my sexuality

I have already said I love it,

It is my earnest hope and desire

That no one will interfere

With the sexual orientation,

Of other human beings,

Since we all, each one of us

Is an individual entity

I do hope that I have done justice

To what you may evaluate me.

Perhaps we both could

Extend a common platform

For the betterment of human beings,

Sexually as well as mentally

To eliminate, if not at least minimise,

Divorce, as well as

AIDS, HIV and STD’s,

And what have you, perhaps anxiety.

I know you must all mostly, be married

And or sexually so experienced,

Like porn stars,

Although not in actuality,

Hopefully

In ones correct sexual orientation

Hence forth I wouldn’t like to enter

Into personal messages,

I have once more delved openly

To share the secret of my life,

To a limited extent

Yes I was born

In the middle of the darkest night,

But certainly twas not

Last night

Last nite

Last nite

Anon