Lyn Lifshin The 2River View, 5.1 (Fall 2000)

The Mad Girl Wishes She Had a Penis on the Subway

one that was hard and huge to keep
flesh pressing up against her away,
keep a comfortable distance. A penis
like a cold hearted heart that wouldn't

feel enough to rub it raw, could go
out and battle or make a way through but
never get bruised or splinter. She
wishes her heart was a penis with a

mind of its own separate from her
head and feelings, something she could
use to push whatever was in her way aside,
mow down, steam roll, slash and burn

like a triumphant army there'd be
parades for, not punishments, but
cheers for them to stand on floats
or jeeps or trains and do it all over

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