by Jeph Johnson
I had one of those
adolescent wet dreams
just the other night before dawn.
The kind I've not had
since I learned I could make myself come.
I was dreaming of you (and your TV).
And a few cats and a red laser beam.
I was so ashamed. Not "afraid" per se.
for I not only wished I'd saved my virginity,
but I wished I'd saved
every ounce of semen
from each time
I boldly took out my cock.
I guess it can build up.
That's why it seeps out
in nocturnal emission.
My life has been like that,
until now.
only embarrassingly sticky
seeping-out situations.