in between two poems that i had to read for my intro to poetry class was this poem....
penus envy, they call it
think how handy to have a thing
that poked out; you could just shove
it in any body, whang whang & come,
wouldn't have to give a shit.
you know you'd come!
wouldn't have to love that person,
trust that person.
whang, whang & come.
if you
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