a poem for today, 1 May 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of two sentences and its image]
I’m sorry my favorite and most treasured mucous membrane, the most sensitive part of my body, which happens to be attached to a wee nubbin that contains more concentrated nerve endings than any other organ in the human body, male or female – I’m sorry it doesn’t enjoy being rammed with a giant, fleshy blunt object.
As a positive, it’s obviously a good thing that there is an organization prepared to look at these events and make sure that if too many misguided people decide to be deluded together, it will be handled appropriately.
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