In A Cave Poem by gershon hepner

IN A CAVE


We f-d him like he fucked our mum,
in Zoar, in a cave,
and, heads filled with paternal cum
by sex that we both gave,
we watched him sleeping off the wine
which caused our dad to crave,
and wondered what to call the line
our efforts helped to save.

Moab is one name we thought
inspired and impressive,
another Ammon. Both are short,
and curiously expressive
of what occurred the night we sought,
when sexually progressive,
to f-k him, for both names report
how we were all transgressive.


Inspired by Genesis 19 and Philip Larkin.

3/15/08