a compromise: we take the
hallucinogenic tea and chop
our dicks off, though i can't
promise you not to fall in love.

because i've been thinking
and i wouldn't mind not
having a cock as long
as i could wake up
with you every day.

and not for the rest of
my life either, because
i don't know when
and where that is.
just tomorrow morning.

maybe the morning after
that too, as long as you
don't start to annoy me
and i don't start
to aggravate you.