Swimming is out of the question. Get out, and there is all of that decision-making: whether to change or prune. And then there is the peeling off and the peeing. It turns out you can move your suit to the side. But I would never do that with underwear.
There are a lot of things I would never do with underwear.
There are a lot of things I would never do with you. I would never let you spit in my mouth and then spit back into yours. I would never touch your eyelids while you slept.
When I don’t want to do the dishes, when I am having a panic attack, when I cannot take another second of talking to you, I say I have to pee. When you leave the room, though, that’s when I really have to go.
It is your fault that I have acquired this urge. Before I met you I could hold anything forever.