4 Touch

You touch me

But it doesn't feel as good sober

My body doesn't tingle

I just feel the need to urinate

And the discomfort

Of fingers where they don't belong

You say relax

I'll help you stretch

As you try to reach inside of me

The room is dark

And I want to run away


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