My *** is a phantom limb,
of long ignored desires
that stir within,

Imaginary women,
****** fairytales
of strange scenarios,
silicone sexiness,
constantly urging
cupping and grabbing
licking and *******
my long meat stick.

I am unable discern
the reality of it
because it has been
over two years for me.

So, I give up
looking for love
and get down
to the ***** business
of amputating my desire
with *******.

Internet ****
plus hand equals
tension relief
and my ability to focus
increases.