attached to the roto rooter that used to be attached to
my heart
and man was i randy for her
was she a wave or a particle
where she had c's she now gets d's
and all the boys
are screaming for joy
and anticipation
she is the heavens salvation
for a woman and her mitochondria
will never be parted
who farted
she said that the penguin poohted
and the earth tooted
when you step out
in powers of ten
we can see all of creation
and we are simply men
looking back at ourselves
and pulling out pants down
and sticking our fingers in our belly buttons
to see what was left out
we are a random seed
and she is the gates of life and liberty and the pursuit of her happiness
if it were not real
she would never know
how
it would feel
love
is not an emotion
that you can produce
it is a symptom of the orders of control
that lovers share
like ropes and whips
and chains of steel that bind us
we are one
and this slap
is so i don't forget it