As I was coming I thought of the universality of my cock.

Now that we're not together we go out on more dates.

i am your pet goldfish
witness collisions with the walls you have provided

my water is in your air

no
you can't
stay
up
all
night

you must
learn
the
meaning
of mourning

and seperation
anxiety

all thoughts dissipate when i ejaculate valve empty
and open to new growth and secretions which
will with time build up and become once again too much
for the space it occupies

where does my mind GO in the moment of the big O

don't mix.

Decisions and  I

why must life be the bloodsouporgy of mindcumbleedings?