Sink or Swim…

To sink or swim,

That be the question,

Is it nobler to die in murky waters?

Or to dive head first between the legs of daughters…

The end of a lifetime of self-imposed incarceration,

Founded to be his only salvation,

Hiding in his books, nooks and at his location,

He does not need to worry about his mental aberration…

He sees himself to be a cannibal of sorts,

Hides in his home and avoids the resorts,

Watches sports while dreaming of jockey shorts,

Around the ankles of those he would molest,

While cutting with shears and saving their breasts…

Fearful he can be amongst the populace,

In the past he did confess,

Now he just does his feelings suppress,

No longer is he welcome at recess,

He does sit at home and all the time does he obsess…

          © ed ~ 7/2/05