They Throw Girls In Jail For That, You Know
I was suckling a pear and trying
not to violate too much halacha but,
like, come on, you know? What
is the juiciest fruit, what cream
is richest? I want

to be your best—or
your worst, as long as I’m
the Most! My legs

don’t bend that way but for you,
I am willing to break them!
For only you, I am swampy, I am
old growth and sugar cane.

I would do anything for you as long
as it’s useless. I̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶d̶r̶i̶n̶k̶ ̶a̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶g̶e̶r̶

drink a fist, a foot, a thigh! Aproned
and becoming, I disobey the limits
of my sex. Somewhere

a man of the house occupies his chair,
while somewhere I lose a boot. You
could find it, if you wanted to, tumbled

wanton before your feet,
wherever they are.