Folly of my youth

I am playing a game and all these added questions keep popping up

I don’t care about the questions

I just want to play

I am on my laptop and all these things arise with the said inquiries

Do you want this and do you want that? ...No

I just want the laptop without pop ups and unnecessary complications

I watch TV and I just want the show

I don’t care about the wants on the in the between

I don’t want anything

I just want what is in front of me

I go to the bars and all I want is a whiskey neat bourbon scotch

It doesn’t really matter at this point

Tonight is one of those nights needing forgetting

Make me drunk

Bourbon whiskey scotch

Another 3 times through

Until the lights are blurry and I cannot see

Yet these propositions I make

All I see is you and all I want is you

No matter the stoned drunkenness I am

I still want you

Supple lips

Soft caress of your bosom

Your long legs

Your eyes

You

All I want is you

But I sit here drinking

Nothing becomes of it

Except foolishness and folly of youth