My murmmer wants to burst

[Henchman999]

When a person nears 38, he realizes he never had
much to say when he said things, and he didn't say
what he had to say-- because he really didn't have
to say it.

But, there were things that needed to be said, but
not said. What was not said collected and became
a 'heaviness.'

This weight gathered around the vocal cords and
prohibited what ought be at the moment said. So
the more the weight gathered and begged to be
said, the weight disallowed its saying-- in a kind
of Catch 22.

When the time allotted for saying such things be-
gan to narrow, the cords felt ever more distress-
ed and remained mute.

It's Catch 22.

If I feel uncomfortable
disclosing what I have to say,
I am quite sensible,
rational and sane,
so logically it's ok.

If I fear not, then,
of course, my brain is
addled and I have
no mental capacity
to talk and tell
what I have to say.

All I need do is keep
quiet. It’s true,
that when I keep quiet
I am sane again,
conclusively, so, of course,
I am quite able to say
what I have to say, but
uncomfortable saying
I swived Joanie Toast
that night on the hotel terrace
and I liked the taste
I found in her mons veneris.

This spinning logic keeps me
in the game, saying or not saying.

Finally, and I understand.
I ought keep my opinions
to myself-- deep down
pockets of my pants
and forget Literotica romance.

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I'm sure You have something to say.
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henchman999