as darkness smothers my frame not seen obscene some would say I am not seen viewing my visual catch flesh shaking in front of the hazy, pulsing light within my eye sight just for me and nobody else within the window frame contained sexuality composed for my eyes

as light bathes my frame I seem obscene some would say I am not seen viewable my visual watch flesh shining in front of the lazy, pulsing light within my eye might, just for you and nobody else within the door frame uncontained sexuality composed for your eyes

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Of course the poetry is nice,
But do I understand it?
Any more than I really know how to surf the internet?
I enjoy this, I guess,
but it seems to me to be a winter activity,
or something to do when you're dis- abled (will I be?).
It devours so much time!
I feel closer to a death I wasn't quite anticipating so quickly at every click of the mouse.