Hello. I have no one to talk to.

Hello.Reader?

Are you lost?
I believe you.
Don’t mention it.
Reader? May I ask.
Why do you find yourself?
When you’re there, right now, in your seat.
Do you speak the truth?
Or, you hide it.
It’s okay. We all lie, anyway.
Don’t feel bad.
I fabricate myself, too.
I, sometimes, try to humor reality.
I’m a natural comic, they say.
That’s where you know
there’s real tragedy.
When was the last time
you fucked someone?
I don’t know anymore.
Mostly, I really do well
with fucking the mind.
But, no one’s willing.
So, it’s rape.
When was the last time
you got fucked by someone?
I know. I always know when
I’m fucked by someone.
Are you a virgin?
I’d like to be virgin again.
You know what?
That’s something I’d like to have again.
No. Not innocence.
Just that sense of virginity.
Oh.
There’s something else.
A love returned
this time.