Duality of Womb-man, October 18th, 2007

Part I

I'm a lesbian with one
abortion under my belt.

And you're just another 
Tim Nicholson, 

yelling out a scream
     at Timothy, 
confusing me.

The caress that is a pest.
     Now,
and seemingly forever.

All songs are you.

It's 52 Pick-Up,
     Uno &
     Jacks.

Was Megan the only person
who ever truly loved
     me?

I remember her like Tuesday.
     Polaroids, make-up
     & Karate. 

And this is how much you 
     mean to me.

I'm your Pocahontas
     golden ring

Hear, my purple heartbeat,
     Poe's feat,
solitary bird singing alone
on ceramic kitchen counters.

And my lower lip was in your mouth,
And your tongue was in my mouth,

so don't love me
     Dr. Pepper,

give me all my nickels
     back.

Because you have a high-school
    hallway knack
of exhibiting a pupil attack
     of my rack
and ass.

And your laugh...

I'm the kinda girl who shouldn't 
    own multiple razor blades
or raise children.

He's so brazen when he's hazing.
     Are you just another page in--
    --my---history---book--?

Look;
     I think you wanna do The
Dip, The Butterfly, The Spider,
     The Grind & Bump

~think you even wanna Swing~

All those arrows are stupid.

     Fuck Cupid,

backwards cowgirl in heels,

A real live jackass doing the
     Donkey Punch

Fuckin' Mexican.

Part II

We are both Sagittarians

& lipstick lesbians

     disliking stags

     when we have our rags

Girl, you know it's true,

I'd much rather play dress-up with

    you,

because boys are cruel.

.     They'll tell lies

to close your eyes

    & stick a worm on your tongue, than 

    run.

& they'll throw a fish at your back.
    Pat Kelly even once got whacked
with a dead rat.

     He's 
so eloquent when he's
    magniloquent. 

     She's
massaging a misogynist
   I'm massaging his ego
can't let go of this Eggo.
   Want a peak
of his mystic 
   physique
out-bound, in-bound, then repeat.

Ma-ma-may I please speak to ah, 
Mr. William Uno Animo Ahalee?--
     --with the long oh
     --& the salient E? 

I'll send you the letter,
send me the Bill,
for I am simply a fox
vox et praeterea nihil
sitting in the windowsill 
     with wanderlust,
Jamaica or bust.

& when my countenance
can become sunken,
    swollen & sullen,
I'll stick out my thumb
    & he'll come,
I'll stick out my leg
    & he'll beg
for a re-run of a panty-line
     or running nylon
a Plymouth python 
    can cause a maelstrom.
She's
    so nice & so sweet.
He's
    telling her to find her seat.
This year
    He
forgot his birthday
    & my new year's
Eve.
     Go ahead, check each sleeve
         you'll find 
         a bar none.  

I suppose I'll settle

for his bauble babble,

The stable & saddle 

if I can't get the steed.

Getting vicious when suspicious 

no matter how subtle--
    --I seethe.

And, yes.  I'll try

to beautify this butterfly

asterisks & ampersands 

it's all about
    
    men.

*Sigh*, so I hope you know what I mean,

it's a bowl with no screen,

SO, I'd much rather hang out with you

     'cause men are mean,
     boys are cruel.