Choosing Selfishness Poem by RIC BASTASA

no one calls you
to watch it
a thing like this
is a secret
just between two
people
no one wants to
share it
with you
and you continue
to be alone
with no one embracing
your body
or simply asking
where you are now
you watch it somehow
in video
even beyond those hours
when you are
supposed to have
a good night sleep
you continue being
a boat without a steer
on this lonely
journey
with your own hands
caressing your own
body

you have are shrinking
into an abyss
refusing the offered lips
of others
who tell you how
delicious a french kiss
can be
injecting life into
your throat
making your tongue
alive again

it is your decision now
as you close the door
and face the internet
of your life
on a pornography
of selfishness
more evil than
self-abuse