a shower of foul dirt and unconsecrated images

Years and years have gone by as i pleasure myself to a lonely rhythm of unconsecrated disgust. I touch myself to an oddly schedule. Every urge i get i rush to my bathroom to fill the tub. For one day i can bath in the dead. Stains of ejaculation puddles cover the thin floor with a odd scene of filth. The jizz matches the porcelain, leaving no distinctive color. Waves of milky semen splash as i stomp into the room. Excitement fills my eyes, like a convict leaves prison. The act of swimming with my dead babies will come to life. I heave my body in mid-air and hover for a mid second. Time has stood still, just for me to enjoy, and remember. All of this hard, and dedicated secretions finally have paid off. My lifeless body slams into the tub. Finally I am submerged in the dead........alone in my loneliness