Black Poetry : The Penis Wars: Finger F**king

How many angry fingers
Have come to live inside vaginas
I would bet both of my fallopian tubes

That most of those fingers
Belonged to men

Women hesitate to touch themselves

Angry fingers
Forcing re-openings
Like restored theatre houses
On Parliament street in the fall

I remember
The fallout
When they tore my mother’s house down

And I
Now grown
And without house
Sit in the back of
A Pontiac Sunbird

Sacrificing my second class vagina
Which has not yet reached the heights
Of a Ferrari or a Cadillac Coup De Ville

And I
Without the patience
Of a peace treaty
Or the support of the United Nations

Accept the invasion of
Finger ****ing
And pray to the
God of Sunflowers

That Kodiak work boots
Don’t crush the entire garden

But they are heroes

And what do they really know

About the meaningless-ness of war
And the art of a delicate fold


*Vagina Chronicles*

Hunter
All Rights Reserved

<< title edited by Destee >>

 

Haaaaay Hunter

my delicate fold
cringed

tell the story Sis ... tell the story
a few flowers in the garden may be saved



Destee

 

this is so HOTT!!!



there is nothing else to say!
this is so true and so many of our sisters
don't want to admit this...
love it!

 

Hunter

Gurl keep bringin' da noise like you always do! This is Exceptional!!


Always

N2

 

wow.

wow.

wow.

****.

wow.


blak

 

what do they know??
they don't know nuffin'.

this was the usual. TYTE.

 

Hunter!


i needed a dose of knowledge from the
Vagina Chronicles today! i have missed
your super-tight... always enlightening
scribes!! it's good to feel ya again!

AlwaysPeace.
SunShyne~

 

Kodiak Work Boots!!!!
Now that's what you get for dealing with construction workers instead of musicians. Love this piece

 

This is just truth....

and I'm with Sista Destee for sure......

(save the twolips!)

*secret ninja artistry*

a

 

Hey Hunter

the pages of the Chronicles hold truth and knowledge. There is power in the "PAGES"





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