How To Gaze Poem by Saul Palti

How To Gaze



This was a complete waste of time
writing this poem of mine
what a waste of ink
all so I could get across what I think

the world is so hollow
with no other place to go
so begin to swallow
it up into your hole

the woman's ovaries decide the sex
of our babies as I begin to flex
her sperm belongs to me
but it chooses to be sexy

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