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I FEEL LIKE TORTURING PEOPLE

There is in my mind nothingness but pain

So I look around

And see nothing there

I need a friend

Only one

To answer me here

I am not much of a thing

I feel bad and sad and mad

I need sex

But I am 65 and flat

Someone young please apply

It is not engorged

It is soft and rancid

And violent

I would like to torture you with my mind

As you lay there

With nothing to do

I may get up and hit you in the face

Do I even have to say

Your tortured mind

You look at me and say husband

I say wife

And we get in the car to fuck off and die

We run into a tree

I am sitting on my bed now

Nothing to do

But think of you

What do I want

I am looking at you and it is alright

As lonely as it can be

With open legs

With open legs

And open fucking legs

You look at me

And ask me for my cock

I say warily

I say warily

It is busy

Busy

And hit you in the face

You beg me to stop

I do not stop

And I beat you up

You do not tell the cops

Bruises on your face

You had an accident with the shower

You tell me

You are lying

And I beat you up again

And then I fuck you

But maybe not

If interested

Please read on

You can message me

I am interested

Pictures

Time

Or the tell of it

We never see anymore

The young thing

Looking at the page

And we see her face moving

There are stories to be told

Can we tell them

Luck

I cannot tell that story

No one can

So I try

Once upon a time

There were three bears

The one said joy

The second said luck to that

What happened to the third bear

Death

It cannot speak

There are rules

And then there are no rules

These guys drive around in these vans

Fuck them up

I cannot come to it

Little child in back

About to be killed

Because his sex won’t work

Shoot him

I cannot go to it

I do not want to

I watch over my child

But I have none

Not even one

I need a

Wife

I cannot say

Only you can say

Do you have a daughter

And would you mind me as your son

G.OD.

Pete Marchesi

(here is the note for your daughter

Hi baby

You my child now

I do not know

Where we go

I take you from your father

And you stay with me

We do stuff

I give you baby

I give you toys to play with

I do not break the law with you

It is okay

If you are not old enough

One day we marry

Show your dad this stuff

I am sure he is nice to you

Now be a clever little girl

And think of me only

Now what

Okay

Don’t have the character count

I can talk business

I need photos

Lots of photos

Tons

I don’t have email yet

Mmm

Money

She has a dowry

A van

For me and her

I can provide a kickback

Mmm

I don’t want to do anything illegal here

So I won’t say

Hmm

Maybe I shouldn’t do this

I am thinking

I can revise the story

If not okay

It is up to the adjudicator

It might as well be your daughter

It is just a hunch

You are okay with it

You must be American

And you are home with me in California

I have no phone

Either

Money

I have none

I am negative one dollar in the bank

Fucking tired sir

I write all the time

I am getting pretty good at it

I hope you have a good wife

There are few of them around

I am just tired sir

I need a woman in the kitchen

And I collapse in my mind

Torture

Is the way I get through it

But I am still a man

And will not hurt anybody

I just don’t need to

California

Is cool

Okay

Not enough letters in this thing

So

Let us think

Money is pretty cool

I always have some on hand

Of course

I am not telling the truth

Something to get you off

Which I guess

You won’t mind

Life is fast

We don’t talk about it

I was in an accident

Insurance

I am missing a leg

Any leg

I am just kidding

Adjustments can be made

Rent is cool

But respect of what I can do is unwarranted

I look at it this way

I do not want to intrude

So I don’t do so to you sir

It is only your daughter that I want

And not your wife

Contact me yourself

Or your daughter can

I am open to it

A story for anyone

I was joking when I saw you

And understood

That you were not looking at me

So I looked at her

And she did not look back at me

That is the one I want I said to her father

He gave me all four

Location

Santa Ana

Place

Plaza

Lockdown

For asshole people like me

I am an asshole

A big asshole

I am just pissed now

Because I am

I am very pissed

Because the guy

I am talking to is an asshole

Are you an asshole

I just can’t understand it

You have a good daughter there

She could do with a man

But you will not give her one

You bought her toys

But where does she go now

You could send her to school

I have no money for you

I would hope that

She means something to you

I am not decadent

You might as well be a cop

These sites are fair

I cannot say for you

I am not doing anything illegal

And will not in the future

I guess you have nothing to do

And I flash by

Naked

Words

I am good at them

There is not much to be made from it

I am homeless

I don’t like to work

I like to fuck

Vomit

Have a drink

And let her go to me

She is probably

Somewhere deep

Get her out of her hole

Before I call the cops

Or message me

I will tell you the story privately

I am not illegal

I am looking for a wife

Virgin

This is a dumbass activity I am doing here

But I deserve luck

Like you can’t believe

This has to be a long fucking thing

I suppose I could get you off

Don’t send me no trash

I trust you

And I stop

I am being unrealistic

I say to myself

About my wife

And sneeze

It did not take much to love her

A rifle and a beer

I shot her up the ass

I want yoy to oaugh sir

I guess I could be talking to anyone

And I hope that I am

Very tired

Very fucking tired

Here comes the truck

We do not see the truck

It goes over my foot

It was a truck

I say to myself

Just an accident

Where do the fathers go

I guess they get drunk

And do not read poetry

They don’t need to

They are tough

I just thought of that

You are feminine

Your husband won’t read this

But you could turn him on

With this

I don’t know what I am talking about do not touch her

Just send her

I am not sexual

I am myself

Too late

And I stop

This is dumb this

The site is cool

It helps me

I hope it helps you

I don’t write much

I just hang out

Look at the stuff

And get off

I have no one in my life now

I cannot say

A lot of people lie

Women

I don’t know why they lie

I had better stop

I thought I would try

It will be random now

As I go

There are various places I can go with this

But do I have the time

People sre wnting to fight with me

They are just mad

Insane

I like music

Any kind

Of thing

As long as it is good

I suppose you are the husband

And not

The police

I am not doing anything illegal here

It is just weird

I guess

Any

Can reply

I will have to get extremely lucky

Violence

I might as well make this a book

A couple more pages

Who reads this stuff

We do not know the future

I sure hope not

They think me careless here

And they go around the place

It is 4 in the morning

Trouble

Coffee

In two hours

My left leg keeps on being sore

Indecision

And I am sleepy

I guess this will take time

An angry man around a woman

I should change the title to that

And I can see how I have been wrong

A woman does not want that

She wants to feel safe

I work it out as I go

I need to be helpful

In charge

I will be a good husband

This is pointless

Will probably cause trouble

And I do not post it

Actually do not

I need to watch some of the porn myself

I go away from the women now

I feel it

I need a vehicle

A friend can help me

With that

And I need to stay away from

Everyone

So many words

How do I get away from you

You are everywhere

People are everywhere

It gives me the creeps

I am empty

I do not care

I want to dream

I want to have some dreams

All this subterfuge

I do not want it

Also

I have no desire

I want to kill myself

For the fun of it

Bored

And I stop

Try some sleep

Plans do not seem to work out

Going to the toilet

I need ti

But you cannot say

A book is a funny

Thing

If you are happy

It is okay

I need to get off

Continued tomorrow

Friends

I must keep telling myself it is not too far to go

I am just shopping

Seeing what there is

I am pretty fucked up

She opens her legs

We all go weak

It does not look like much

But we feel it

In our inside

Isn’t this long enough

In the madhouse

What fun

Mad people around the place

Feels dangerous

I want to get out

But there are the cops out there

You make a mistake

Like punch someone

For being mean to you

Then you go to prison

They expect too much

I don’t know what to think

My professional writing name is

Mortimer

White

No harm done I hope

A lot of studious people

They want to get off

They need to get off

Or

Bad things happen

You want it slow

I need it fast

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