Abstinence

Where you put this circuit iron
And the sausage that it boils
Beware that it hurts
And pencils in a policy
You don’t do twisters
Or goober
But
And here is the but that counts
But neither do you know the impact of your abstinence
Where I hurt because of the needle that you dint apply
And the substance which you deny
And the moment which negated
And the pleasure
And the passion
Which you did abstain
As a victim of your caution
I spite thee
And pity you
And hurt for it
And would muster
All the mustard
To piquant
The tastelessness
Of your enduring stature
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