THE ONE DEGREE OF SEPARATION

I'm like the others, in my online life.
I call them brothers, we share in our strife.
We can't find a date, no one worth a damn.
We soon learn to hate, how lonely we am.
We multiply fuck, and add to the list.
We just run amuck, it's how we exist.
We take our skin pics, to buckets we post ...
we simply love dicks, and no one can host.
Through sex we are free, and there's nothing more ...
We work, honestly ... we're Camera Whores.
No one else hires, but we've got our guns ...
our assholes on fire, we're paid to have fun.
Thank God for Mother, for twice we were born ...
I'm fucking my Brothers ... click on Incest Porn!

by Bryon D. Howell