a form of blue balls

[dontcallmedenny]

ear canal falls

it's like getting laid frequently
without ever developing a dynamic relationship,
it's why I'm here and it needs to happen soon or I will explode
maybe its the explosion that you'll want to catch
self destructive self inflicted memories of a painfull past
slamming down on the rocks like a river over the cliff that finally defeated the dam
one other, partner, brother, waiting for something to flow
I've found this many times yet no words spoken
many ideas many directions
another hand on the oar to guide the canoe
floating downstream in all directions at once
pick one and we'll move on
lets row together and tighten each stroke
perfect to the far away eye
first i'll put myself together
and as soon as the snow falls
we can finally open this box