Boogie Nights Boogie Ways

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My clouded mind.
Filled with erotic exhibitions
of provocative women.

They would judge me,
call broken.
So I quickly label myself,
to rob them of wealth.
You can’t sting me if I am already numb;
my immature rationale.

The truth is,
I​ was four when I saw my first pubic,
hairs blossom from the soft parts of the female human.
The glow of her white skin,
a retro image of nice things.

And I will never forget,
the sound vibrating out of the speaker set.
I’ve been chasing that feeling ever since.

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