My Pussy on the Earth

Sucking up seeds of life

Like a whale pulls in krill

My pussy hairs

Filtering out the rubbish

Only allowing in

What feeds me

I don’t mind

Imagining I have a giant

Pussy

A whale pussy

It’s okay

To be large

And take up space

My pussy hairs reach

Down into the soil

Seeding through

There is a feedback loop

Back and forth

A breath, a rocking breath

Ocean water gushing

Salty foam upon brown earth

A whale’s vagina

Can swallow up gallons of sperm

Can birth a six thousand pound calf

Can echo and mourn

As mine does

At the absence of pleasure

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Bright blue, the mounting ocean

Above this earthly bed

Blue iris, cornflower

Upturned face

We are large and yet

The blue sheets hang above

Begging us to feel small

The animal in me

Is hungry

Will my next meal

Fill the gaping

Darkness?

Unwind the bundled

Nerve fibers

That cut me off

From my root?

I move toward

Satisfaction

At a whale’s pace

Cut through the water

Heavy

The deep calls

The body center

From where I feed

No throat can accommodate

No tiny, hairless pussy

Can take in this whole earth

Be large

Be large

The whales know this burden