i have come close to sucking my own dick
but have inevitably failed
one gets so close, and then the pain sets in
it is like a kind of sharp spoon or something
digging into your back
trying to scoop out something that is not there to be found
"if only my dick were an inch longer," i have thought
but it is of no use
i have practiced stretching and i have read fiction books
about people who have allegedly done it,
but a book is not what is or was
a book is just a story
and so now i try to persuade other people to suck my dick
or give me a kiss
or sit with me
or talk with me
or walk with me
and i do this while knowing that
all relationships are, to some degree, a power struggle
and that the power gets moved around from time to time
is what keeps things going.
an example of this would be how tonight
i wanted to see you so badly
but you had other plans with other people
i have tried thrusting my penis into the dirty cunt of power
and tearing it to shreds
but my penis was not large enough.
i have tried giving a piece of my penis to everyone,
so as not to be discriminatory or
but my penis was not strong enough.
'is my penis inadequate'
'who will nurture an inadequate penis like mine'
this poem has been posted for promotional purposes in regards to the release of the second edition of the poetry chapbook think tank for human beings in general.
more information about the chapbook this poem appears HERE