literature..ah screw that.

anyway i found a poem written by RAY YEH a long long time ago.

STRANGER AND FRIEND
as my penis go in and out like a game,
either to a stanger or a friend.
the sperm swam without the blame,
either the stanger or the friend had became.
here they came,
no i cant pick up your name.
the whole thing is just a game.
i thought we had a deal insane
nothing for your demand,
a night i cant stand...

by ray yeh