Meager men oozing desperation
Over thirst traps and box gaps.
They shoot their shot,
Blowing their wad.
Because words are cheap.
Quasi-romantic
To outright lascivious,
They run the gamut.
Impotent in any event.
Aiming to rise above the fray.
Bottom feeders frenzying
Over derivative delusions.
Proudly proclaiming (unawares)
Inevitable incelity.
Masquerading as dreamy and steamy men.
