laugh ii
I think about her vagina
and her pubic hair
they have no name of their own
neither does she
she has a public name
it is in her social security
she has a private name
it is known to her lover
she has a sacred name
No one knows but I
her sacred name
is the sacred name of her vagina
is the sacred name of her pubic hair
I cannot say it or write it
or recite in solitude
because I do not know
but at long last
she will open her legs
and close her gazing eyes
so I may part the pubic hair
and slide into her vagina
and offer the semen of my sorrow
to her nameless darkness
to her nameless depth
to her nameless thirst