Saturday, January 20, 2024

it has a mind of its own, sorry

we often
have to adjust this particular
appendage
that we are quite
fond of,
protective of.
it needs to be jostled at
times,
rearranged into a better
position, especially
when hopping on a bike.
athletes in particular
have to do this
all time.
having a mind of its own,
the beach can be a problem
during bikini season,
or if the ocean
is cold.
you never quite know
what it's
thinking,
or what mood it's in.
it can surprise you or disappoint
you, depends
on who you're kissing,
or missing.
excessive drinking, or worry
can do it in.
but like the sun,
in the morning, it will often,
miraculously,
rise again.

3 comments:

Di said...

Hahaha.
Just title it "The Penis Poem."
Sharon Olds' has a very short poem called "The Pope's Penis."

Di said...

OMG. . .I just misused the apostrophe in my last comment. Time to retire as the Ohio editor, I guess. :(

Stephen Chute said...

it's my Achille's heel...that damn apostrophe...