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Prattle, but I called it "With Scissors"
Haha, how lame of me, I don't really know if this type of writing ends up being cathartic at all. John Donne's Triple Fool comes to mind. Anway here goes:
Masturbating with scissors,
Dirty nails-
Vitamin E lubricant.
Plunging hands,
Plunging nails,
Plunging fists.
Causing:
Abs, tense, lean back,
Short times up.
Skin red from friction,
Face red, caught myself red handed,
I like to hold my breath.
Shower drops whip,
It doesn't stop,
Shouldn't that st-
It will.
Murky,
Toilet brimming with trees,
Back out to fishes with a little of me.
Mop up the floor,
Towels in the wash.
Healing vitamin E,
Healing me,
Masturbated with scissors.
Flannelette pyjamas and a little head ache.
Nonetheless clean.
(Listen: Bens Fold, Ben Folds Five?)
I shouldn't ask so much of my skin.
With scissors?
I remember to brush my teeth.
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