Genie (03/13/95)

ejaculate, noun, thing, stuff, it's stuff
a goo, a billion men, that stuff,
or women, in goo, a billion? I don't know,
it's maybe more it's maybe less
more than I can shake my stick at

sunk to cliches of the vulgar disposition
but I don't care
it's been in there for so long, all live
and rested, a well-oiled carcass,
a dying machine -

but it's all life, that stuff, how'd it get dead
o who cares?
I'll keep rubbing my lamp and making wishes
that come...