It was an going to be a sculpture until I couldn't take it any more.
My Male Abortion:
Vision it.
A quart jar
inside of the jar
painted with my blood
hardened to the red brown
of coagulated blood
I cry
a lot
Save my tears
in the jar
I jerk off
a lot
Save my discharges
in the jar
Fill it full
I painted the jar
I saved my tears
I saved my semen
rotting animal protein
in my nose
shards of bones in my bed
My sculpture
Into the trash
just like...
it
I decided my objectification of women through porn, masturbatory fantasies, and in real life is hindering my happiness. So I hold these images as a reminder that I no longer seek such instant gratification.
If I should move this to a different forum let me know. I am starting to feel like I don't fit in any of the forums I have been posting in.






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