I Found Rubbers In Her Purse Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

I Found Rubbers In Her Purse



If it weren't for me in late age
shooting blanks &
finding condoms
in my wife's purse &

looking for the arms
of a youthful mistress &
stopping to play with my rod
(the fishing kind)

I wouldn't be spilling my fishes
all over gods' grounds for the sake
of organic fertilizing of another
apple tree in the Garden of Eden

Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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