What a strange instrument of
desire - how can it be? I
am cut out of flesh and
twenty god forsaken years
later I am wanting another
form inside
me.

I do not feel
it.
Warm, is
that how it
is?
I am
shown.

A grand view
of the miraculous
***** of
man. He is
curt, red and
ready.

Will my body react as
an infant does to
citrus? Lemon cadmium,
squeeze and
shriek?
Charred, boiling hot
like thick wax.