Classic Poem

I have broken the sound barrier of morality
with one crunchy bite on the phallic biscuit.
In my boyish womanhood, with my soul in drag,
I have been personal concubine to hundreds
of queens and princes, mistress of many
hedonists, lover of all.

I have pricked, prodded, pampered and pumped,
held my knees to my ears in the amyl twilight
and gone totally and obtusely mad, because
one halfway beautiful man weighed
a thousand tons on my fragile psyche.
My anima is stripped by the sight of my
wrinkled ego hanging out his back pocket
always two steps ahead of me.

I will go on, unknown lovers in my future,
I will be there, waiting with my mouth in my hand
to show you the ways into my body/being,
curling my wits to help you laugh out your orgasms,
but I am totally insane
because one of you, one too many of you
walked out that morning with all my reason
crumpled inside your tawny levis.