I drew a picture of Mr. Gary
with five dicks penetrating each
of his orifices, including
his nose holes.
A couple more dicks stuck into holes they bored
for themselves.
Then dicks penetrated dicks, and so on …
until the whole page
was a solar system
of bloody cock, in which Mr. Gary
comfortably lived.
The zealous Romanian squealed
and Mr. Gary called me into the office
and expelled me that same day
—even though he looked so royal,
content
and happy
in that universe
of dick.