Perversions

My mind
Might be better off
In an old man’s
Body,

Having mastered
The art of
Secret perversion;

Of flopping it
On the table
And claiming
Dementia.

And if I’m
Still not met
By your
Aversion,

Well then,
Meet me at the nursing home.

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