He liked to watch girly porno films
in a booth in Boston’s Combat Zone.
He relished seeing the naked women
undressing and doing erotic things.
Couples doing erotic things
were an even better treat for him.
He liked to get drunk and
smoke Lucky Strike cigarettes
while see the sexual gyrations
of the many naked women.
His lusting voyeurism led to
his fiery demise one dark day
when he passed out drunk
with a cigarette in his hand.
And the booth he sat in
rapidly went up in flames
And his life ended watching porn
in the seedy Combat Zone.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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