Antisocialite, antisocialite who are you making
love to tonight? All shut in shunning
your friends staying home tonight

Who's your lover tonight antisocialite? Who's
your fantasy? What mercurial lover is he
who changes eye, hair, color and face? Hands
with skill bend to your will and drive you ever
higher

Fantasy mirrors life antisocialite who are you
with tonight? The faces, the places ever
changing loves past and fantasy striving to
be the perfect lover for thee.

Mirror mirror on the wall who's the greatest
lover of all? Fantasies come and then
they go the blur of faces fades away and
leaves you staring at yourself

Antisocialite, antosocialite making love to
yourself all of your friends really
miss you but you don't care you're busy running
your hands through your lover's hair, carressing
your lover's body, red hot kisses keep you warm
when you all alone together at home.

Goodnight dear antisocialite you're never seen
again making love to yourself all shut in.
Narcissus himself would be proud if he could
drag himself away from his reflection in the
water but I wouldn't count on that ever, his
eyes are only for the water forever.
Goodnight, goodnight dearest antisocialite.

- Poet Silver Raven

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