Wet Panties and a Bottle of Wine

I want to get away from here
drink my wine,
fuck my men,
stay young and thin.
But the latter has already faded.
And the shorter sways like a worn flag in the wind.

I seek excitement .
A story .

Where do I begin?

Where can I expect to end?


Jaded,
Watching Thelma and Louise.
Slightly intoxicated.
About to be more.
Thinking , about ,
well,
Men.