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Click hereno, stranger.
that is not my fifty-five gallon drum
but, thank you very much
for bringing it
to my attention
and, what are those things there
bulging from under, your wife??
your servant or stranger to you
as well?
the rock penises are then discussed
in detail
the history of removal in marble and
stones of all kind
for replacement with
fig leaves on sculpture
the legendary cock bones
erect for eternity
searching for hands
to hold them warm,
wanted and useful
polite antique penis of table
end and coffee
or dangle from mirror
of SUV
at last the bone I desire
a handle fit for the brushing
of the most bothersome hair
atop the most bothersome head
she may take a breath
when unveiled but thirst
again it's cold, long,
cylindrical smack
~
barefoot out the patio door
retuning with wind under
your arms and robe
now dry but pouting
a day of great breath
from sky and field
bending branches
arching spine
hair whipping, slicing the dry air
my package lays for your wet face
in a brush for placing strands
in straight lines
rows of moisture rise
from your head
your thighs
making wet heat marks
in the dryer air
the thing in my hand is
long and with a hood
it is a penis of antiquity
with a name you will bestow
of alabaster or marble
we don't care
applied to your pose
if rear of reclined
the same
the same
over again
the same again
and cold but warming
by friction then fraction
of your split knees
and slapping
is it insulting to compliment you
on keeping the silk robe from my strokes?
is it insulting to compliment you
on making it get in the way?
~all in a small stucco cottage
~with your wet hair falling
~violently down your shoulders
~I see your eyes in the mirror
~it's like your glare
~during fellatio
~it is that