ILLNESS A POEM

BY MÜESSER YENIAY

 You hit me  like you are punching on the wall     woman  isn’t your cave  in which whenever you like  you can lie down     you can’t climb over her  like a squirrel     not of his nectar  but of his pee  he lets inside     he loves  like he shakes a tree     manhood  is a serious illness      Artwork © Elya Lapovok

You hit me

like you are punching on the wall

 

woman

isn’t your cave

in which whenever you like

you can lie down

 

you can’t climb over her

like a squirrel

 

not of his nectar

but of his pee

he lets inside

 

he loves

like he shakes a tree

 

manhood

is a serious illness

 

Artwork © Elya Lapovok

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