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masturbation is self improvement

by Nanette Bellman

i placed my fingers deep inside myself for the first time in years.
voyaging into crevices even you've never been.

and i searched for something to hang onto.
a remnant, something left of you.
like that lingering piece would allow you to come back
if i kindled it like a fire.

despite what i already knew in my heart,
my efforts were to no avail, like i expected anything different...

i licked the juices from my fingers
and it tasted like new sex.

and i realized i'll never taste you again.

you're never coming back.

11/28/2009

Author's Note: everything you need to know in life you can learn from watching fight club. * i also thought "douchebag" was also an appropiate title for this piece.

Posted on 11/28/2009
Copyright © 2024 Nanette Bellman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ava Blu on 11/28/09 at 06:57 AM

this is powerful, love. you own that power. f*ck everyone else.

Posted by V. Blake on 11/28/09 at 07:30 AM

So I pretty much had no choice but to read this after that title. It's like a metaphor for everyone who's ever thought that sex complicates love--or at least it was that way for me, who had to focus on the right things to read into and say in this comment. :)

Posted by Johnny Crimson on 11/28/09 at 07:39 PM

sheeee's baaaaack! :) And stronger than ever.

Posted by Anita Mac on 11/29/09 at 06:04 AM

This is amazing... I love it!

Posted by Mo Couts on 07/25/11 at 02:30 AM

This is positively AWESOME!

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