We lose our loved ones/

Everyday life replaces/

Mundane must not win

There once was a girl/

Nay! A man from Nantucket!/

But I'll take her lot!

Oh vagina dear/

Fond of hard things and soft tongue/

Ode not the cock

Everything is gold/

At the end of the rainbow/

But the arc was weak

It's all been amok/

Hot sex, rough heart, bad feeling/

I smile in the rain 

Exploding fire wraith/

Piedmont in Medusa's lair/

...the eyes never closed

Lines from nose to chin/

Lack of smiling on my face/

Gruesome reflection