cyber sluts, steel mills
foto by smith
i’m in the midst of another myspace slut cycle with their endless bombardment of emails and friend requests begging me to go to their ‘other’ sites and pay money to look at naked pictures of them.
why would i want to pay to see naked cyber wenches when i have a marvelous lady of my own who is frequently au naturel?
plus, those naked gal pals aren’t even really gals. a poet friend’s older son used to send out these lonely women requests - he was paid a few pennies for each sucker he got to click on the faux flesh sites. so it’s guys who are trying to lure other guys to fake naked slut sites - these guys are interested in your pennies, not your penis.
i was going to start a new myspace place accepting only sluts as friends, call it Sluts R Us, but changed my mind when i saw how quickly their avatars disappear and the sites shut down - kind of like 1 night cyber stands, complete with viral disease.
back to real feel-able female flesh - here in our love shack out back, the entire house consists of two 12 foot by 12 foot rooms, 3 windows, small porchette, small bathroom. the shower is in the kitchen, between the fridge and the stove. i sit at the kitchen table, drink my coffee, and watch my wife dance nude in the steam and soap suds of the shower. it’s like we’re in a foreign movie in our native land.
here be 3 pictures of our love shack out back. it’s off the street, in back of a long deep skinny house where the backyard would normally be. here in tremont, any house with a backyard has a house built in it to house all the immigrants who came to work the steel mills down in the flats in the early 1900s.
front to back shack
refrigerator, shower, stove
back shack to front
foto by smith