masticating his testibles
By theBAC
reading lights casting shadows
silohuette bombarding walls
his contour painting the room
in black over forest green
the fan overhead blows
a voice sighs from the speakers
a song
something about
“love will find a way”
cut outs & picture from magazines
pinned to the shadowed walls
boxers down at his ankles
knees burning on the rug
body hunched over
in a prayer position
cool breeze blowing on his hair
caressing his throbbing manhood
arm vibrating back & forth
like a piston
imagining the girls that came before
& dreaming of the girls
who will come after
eyes closed
breathing deep
heart pounding
2:35 a.m.
the rest of the household asleep
he sighs
& then
RELEASE!!
the visions fade
breathing slows
heart resumes
its normal rhythm
looking down at the toilet tissue
in front of him
on the floor
he is just a boy
in a dark
shadow-filled room
in the suburbs
in the middle of the country
in this world
alone & tossing off
Comments on "masticating his testibles"
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On Monday, February 25, 2008, carlosjackal
(2788) wrote:
=D -Carl
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A former member wrote:
kay... the title drew me in, and now I sit and wonder how many are doin this right now, across the world... never thought of it before, but somehow it seems to capture the futility of human
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On Friday, June 18, 2004, aXe FactoR
(333) wrote:
very very cool... the way u wrote this. -MeL-
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On Sunday, April 25, 2004, so_skeevy
(64) wrote:
wow...hahah that was great