Video of the Poet jerking off
This poem was written for the multi-part poem about doubt assignment. Video of the Poet jerking off I. The moaning is misleading and The Cure is playing too loudly for my fumbling hands to concentrate on cumming. II. The rubber bands around my wrist ━ The sweat-slicked ass naked through sheer, wet powder blue briefs ━ The outline, the lifeline, the throb insistent as a never-broken-heart ━ are all well and good but for the skinny, nearly naked boy stroking at the camera. III. The big revealing torrent! Milked straight from the source! Arrives in dribbles, sighing spurts, disappointing liquid shudder. IV. 'Perhaps,' I tell myself, 'this is someone's idea of a good time' while wiping away the falling action.