cunt

a poem

my darling--
the vagina is nothing more
than the opening of life. 
cunt, blood, water, and bone,
fleshy tissue, trauma,
and orgasmic release.
it has taught me the difference
between a scream and a moan,
a sob and a groan. they tried 
to make me believe that
control is protection.

my enemy--
why are you trying to put barbed
wires on that which can only …