SHE and mozart
i made it
i can't believe i did
i am crawling out of my pants
hyper excitement mixed with misery
my delight touching the peak of the mountain you pointed to
i was sent
over there
to get atop of suffering's hat
aching and panting
the air thin and weak
my heart pumps a heavy mantra
my balls ache for relief
how trite i am
reduced to puppy dog eyes
pathetic male energy
with my tin cup out for mercy
i await final commands
an end to a phase
pledged fully beyond the milestone
yet eager for this one's end
i thank you for bringing me here
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