Level 7 - Loquacious
Join Date: Apr 2012
Location: 901
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An Entity with Ejaculatory Potential Energy a.k.a "Holding out for the nut"
Contact is everpresent.
My mind is motile,
hovering and gliding along
predefined lines,
it rotates and pivots
to navigate a static space of sensation.
Or
My mind is static
as the particles
advance and counter-sway
around my field of feelings.
My perception of this shell
with its
colors, hues,
depth and dues,
maddens me
with its
steep, stark
bright and dark
oscillations between
a divinely beautiful and roaring ecstasy
and
a tauntingly oppressive and suffocating numbness.
This life is one great, long
edging session of erotic asphyxiation.
The danger, the anticipation, the fragility, the pleasure.
Intermittently, without fail,
I choke myself into a twilight;
synesthetic, pins and needles
anesthetic, quiver - - feeble;
immersed in a salvation-less fog.
Then, I awaken,
with a flood of blood
to
my head
my heart
and my
dastardly parts.
In a moment,
my limbics will be doused
in pool of euphoria
and my demons will be released from me
as I sink down,
down, down,
below the depths
of any awareness
into the mind
and moment
of my original being.
My mind is a pressurized tank of isolation.
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Say hello to my frontal lobe.
Last edited by wisefool; 05-29-2019 at 07:39 PM..
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