we know this much:
you are ugly;
we have the gods’
word for it; they too
would be ugly if ugly
was a good thing.
I untie my belt
hoping to see you ream a sheep,
but still you don’t come
and I go on longing.
you are invincible!
we know this much:
you are ugly;
we have the gods’
word for it; they too
would be ugly if ugly
was a good thing.
I untie my belt
hoping to see you ream a sheep,
but still you don’t come
and I go on longing.
you are invincible!