The First Time I Got A Hard-on.


Summertime.

English Garden.


I was being suffocated

By a mattress weighted

By a boy with a wet face

And a ****-you frown.

He held me down.


It was just a little childish swell -

And I managed to squeeze in a flushed farewell,

Blushing,

And crushing my face

To the springs.


The beginnings of a long dry spell.


A little death

With a Mary Bell.