I'm fresh out of inspiration,

yet still queen of masturbation.

with a wicked, and insane imagination,

but with lack of a muse, 

I have no rhyming words for narration.

No pretty pictures speak to me, 
to express dramatization.  

Yet, I’m still full of 
sexual frustration.

Lacking arousal, satisfaction. 

And desperately in need of
 complete
 fucking 
domination.

So, I’ll self medicate. 
(intoxication)

It offers  mild distraction. 

Sure, there’s a chemical reaction,

[aphrodisiac, sexual stimulation]

But no worries, 
my body has an immune reaction, 

to douche-bags, 
and their desperate actions.

~j~