Some say without pain
we couldn't measure pleasure.
I'm not so sure.
What about fingerpainting
and fingerbanging with the
freshman girl who's name
doesn't matter anymore?
I felt pretty good about that
and pain was far away.
If it weren't for pain,
I wouldn't need these stones
in my gut that keep
the food down when I realize
that pleasure is temporary
and pain is on it's way.
I'm not so sure,
but it's nice to think about.
-RKM
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