Firing Squad

Firing Squad

No, she said.
I will not cover your balls
with my hands.
You’ll just have to live
with your shame.

What about me?
I have two breasts,
of which I am very proud
I must say,
and a cunt.
How am I to cover
all these
with only two hands?
That is,
if I were embarrassed,
or ashamed
of my nakedness.

I see your point, I said.

Cowardly,
I covered my cock and balls
with one hand
and with the other
I gave the marksmen
the finger,
while she
embracing what was yet to come,
held her arms open and wide
like some naked, mocking Jesus.