A playful and euphemistic poem about masculinity and the festering, phallic fear of sexual inadequacy
Straight Up
When she grasped what I considered big,
stuttered Is that it?
I fumbled with the zip.
A playful and euphemistic poem about masculinity and the festering, phallic fear of sexual inadequacy
Straight Up
When she grasped what I considered big,
stuttered Is that it?
I fumbled with the zip.
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