life taker



i got this visceral burning-
you know-
like the intense need to satisfy
the groaning in your loins
with a poke of the finger
or a dryhump of a bedpost
but the door knob is rustling with a hand intending on
opening it
or the bed you're sweating in isn't your own-
only this visceral burning isn't sexual at all-
it's just that intense-
needing to fufill this urging before someone walks in
or actual priorities rear their ugly heads
or just plain juvenile embarrassment---
but i can't stop playing sudoku-
i peel through the newspaper (with every intention of reading the news first- but i am just staring at this fucking grid and numbers that aren't played mathematically and i get this huge energy boner- my mind is blown. (don't worry, when i need breaks for my mind to function clearly,i read the news)
numbers usually hurt my brain, as does logic, but when i have the oppurtunity to make both of those things my bitches, you're damn right they are riding in my sidecar.