Weak Flesh

My flesh is weak; I know
what it’s like to lust after men
I’ve partied to that beat plenty of times
more often than not, I enjoyed myself
without guilt or remorse while occasionally,
feeling ashamed of myself for stooping
to that level of excitement.

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