it was hugely round
about my head
my hands did some work
or was it my eyes
in it then
i mean that thing you need
that thing that needs a name
you think
i tell you i was in it
as it was in me
abandon the p word
and be there, not there
i cannot say it
but touch it or no
stick your face into it
i mean your mind so what
or call it heart
it doesn’t care
the sex of it
just go there
if it were a place
the metaphor you must have
explode you
go