I need to pee
Cystitis has reared its ugly head again
This is our punishment
For heterosexual sex
My vibrator never gives me a UTI
Or thrush
Or makes me panic that I’m pregnant
Dicks are the devil
With balls as their delicate horns
Creating fire in our vaginas
And our minds
The flaccid dick seems so innocent
Vulnerable – soft and sensitive
Until the blood flows
And the shaft grows
The transformation from a fat little worm
To a demanding patriarch
Urging us to caress it
With our mouths and vulvas
My usual dick belongs to a decent man
For once
I’m happy to declare
So I’ll keep on doing this heterosexual dance
As long as we keep on being compatible
This poem is over
I’m off to buy some cranberry pills
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