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Pasolini's Mother's Vagina

He kept seeing her, stapled onto a cross

and between her thighs

a clenching, night-black ravine

Doc Edelston quipped

that he worked where other men play

and Pete and Dud

created an entire sketch

about the one that belonged to Joan Crawford

the trucks and the battleships there

while you tell me you’d previously thought

that, for men, half of Freud’s theories

were ensconced up there

being a baby, a child and a father

(another quarter most likely

were entirely concerned with the breasts)

we have never taken yours too seriously

(we laugh far too much for that!)

although it’s certainly slippery and warm

yes, it’s real, and it’s yours

but you make it so freely there

just for us to enjoy together!