Mental Masturbation

Deep and moving tongue in cheek

This is a slippery and moving erotic and dramatic and emotional poem. Like great poetry it needs to be read over and over and again. It is somewhat difficult to hang one's hat on anyone singular message and understanding what the underlying message the author is really presenting or trying to send. The title in itself is almost an oxymoron for serious thinking or rationale. I can't feel any lighthearted fun or happiness in this poem. It does feel like a 600 pound gorilla leaning on my emotion begging for a change to allow in some strains of light.