A generation that no longer watches pornography due to boredom
While video footage of car crashes,
Played over and over and once more in slow motion
(Twisted metal. Pools of mixing auto and bodily fluids. Blood stained air bags. Silent onlookers.)
,Only satisfies through the teenage years
Hiding under the covers while under the influence
Running fingers over whiskey thin ribs
A prisoner idly playing with the bars on his cell
This poem, specifically the last three lines, are going to haunt me forever. This is absolutely brilliant, Riley.
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