Song Of The Condom Merchant’s Son

My penis has holes in it.

When I piss
urine leaks from all the sides.

The tile floors of my mother’s house are stained.

I hide.

Father has a moustache.
He comes and gets me,

“Ilsador. Ilsador, where are you?
Ilsador, you have not sought the doctor’s council.”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s