21st Century Boys (apologies to Blur)

[Raz]

He's a 21st Century boy, with his hands on the wheel. He's steering me like I want it and even while it's happening I have trouble believing he really *wants* me.

It all seems too much, too handy a coincidence.
He's sexy and dangerous and dirty but when he talks I want more.
He's dirty and dangerous and sexy but when I look into his eyes I want more.
I really want more.

What game is this? What romance comes out of swapping spit and sweat and fucking in a tired dark room? What romance comes from a guy who's had as many people as I have and who knows it never meant anything? Yet when he gave me his number...there was a drawing. There was a personality. There was something.

So do I create this fantasy that seems more exciting than sex? Or do I let it go? I still haven't decided that yet. I'll wait till he rings and then I'll decide whether this is what romace has become.

I'm a 21st Century boy, trying not to make him sick again.

Seeing what I can borrow.

 

[neverwas]

that was lovely to read i always enjoy reading something i can walk away from thinking about

why the title though? as in the apology to Blur? is it the same title as something as theirs?

lovely work once again

 

[Raz]

^^^^thanx chicken....Blur have a song called "For Tomorrow" and I stole/changed some of the lines from that for this piece.

 

[sparkle_jez]

lol...i think you should also apologise to 'Bad Religion' who have a song called '21st Century (Digital) Boy'....nah, just kiddin'!

Not my type of poem (i'm in to more 'morbid'/angsty stuff! lol), but it's well written, and I do really like the line : "What game is this? What romance comes out of swapping spit and sweat and fucking in a tired dark room?"
lol....sex is an animal instinct! Indeed!