Circumstance

 

She asks so openly
as only a woman would;
why
my penis, broken out
like a flower
hard with sunshine,
has a head, unhid
in its bold stance?

So openly she as asked
so I told her
“circumstance”.

 

So much is done to us
before we have a say.
Lost here in bed we can only
wait for the wind to make another day.

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