A Question
Fret not. My presence in your life
is now no longer
than that of a Mayfly in summer.
You will soon find me a bother.
And value me, as one does a vestigial organ.
Every man thinks through his penis.
It is not given you to not be a man.
You will too.
No, you do too.
No wonder
Newton found celibacy
his greatest achievement. Move over
gravity, optics, mechanics, calculus.
You are not,
and I am not
Newton. We go our ways
and become irrelevant to each-other.
You have your life ahead of you.
While I am left wondering
why, precisely,
must I continue existing.
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