Dennis Cooper

I would never be a gay man
who wrote “The Tenderness of Wolves”
Afraid of obscenity
running frantic
from the most pleasurable
essence of
reality

I’d title the book as my home address
tell them to
“Send semen taste samples
and a self addressed envelope

let the best worship
pepperoni grease scrotum
and ejaculate on the hour

Painting supple,
eager faces
a nice eggshell white.

It’s not a matter of self control
to keep from embarassment

It’s a matter of pulling her pigtails
cock assaulting
back of the throat
pink flesh

tying them
strangling sack

and broadcasting
the nation’s daughter’s facial
in times square

The face marked with
smug pride

you may strive
to be a bore
but I’ll be the nation’s
shameful secret

Uncle Sam’s
throbbing
menace

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