Pathetic appendage, I am not done.

There are pages

yet to be viewed.

Still, cramp you in weakness.

By God, let me surf.

My appointment with fame and destiny

will not wait, cannot be missed.

Disregard the insignificant injury

from overuse or too little potassium,

I insist.

Blogs must be written,

There is content to be added.

My right, my privilege to

address the masses

in song and skit,

laughing irreverence or witless wit.

Regardless,

the internet must be filled.

So what if I view porn

all day long, into the night,

and on until dawn.

I’ll get around to making a mark

when my exertions are done

and all that is to be viewed,

has been.

How long could that take?