If you could write down the words <br />moving through a man's mind as <br />he masturbates you'd have a quick <br />bonus bonk read, I used to think. <br />But words were never adequate <br />or the point in the bar where the girl <br />is a boy the boy is a girl the two girls <br />exchange underpants the one with <br />the dildo is the boy each needs to know <br />what the other is feeling, so the thrill <br />of humiliation is visited on one and <br />the other is disbelieved, perennial virgin, <br />with teeth marks on her buttocks <br />hiding in the closet and the power <br />between them is distributed unequally <br />the other on her knees in ecstasy<br /><br />David Lehman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-pornography/
