nentwined15 Feb 2007

Is it the extremities or intremities you're seeking with this poem? ((hey, you complained you hadn't gotten insults, right?))

The blankness of his masturbation--fine, but why record it?

Though I do sympathise with the feeling (am I leaving myself too open, here?) - this poem does not epitomize them in any good way.

The second stanza's better than the first, but still uninteresting. Tell me something in a novel way (and I don't mean prose, and I don't mean rot13...) slip me the suggestion, the meaning, without my realising what you've said until I'm looking at the blade in my heart.