Thursday, May 25, 2006
Manliness, Navel Gazing, and My Weird Wife
On Wanting a Better Vagina
Over coffee, she recounts her dream:
I was going down on you,
but you had no penis.
You had a vagina.
It was small
- freakishly small.
There was no odor, no taste
- and I was not disgusted.
She adds the last
like it’s a compliment.
I won’t let it rest.
I want her running in her sleep
on four legs, growling;
sliding past, and clawing back
in animal fascination
to the strength of my sweat.
And if I must have a vagina,
I want a Big Manly Vagina.
She says:
It was only a dream. Stop
being a bitch.
posted by Carl Bryant @ 3:38 PM
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great poem. roflmao!
-laur
Thanks, Lauren.
I posted this because I know Sarah doesn't like it (I have to keep *some* sort of artistic integrity...) grins
Hey! You're my 1,000th blog visitor. You've just won a free bottle of Tylenol!
i just thought you were kind of sort of ANTI-vagina monologues. the secret is i laughed, too, and a secret is never a lie.
There goes my artistic integrity.
Is that an oxymoron?
pretty funny man
you might enjoy my blog.... or you might hate it... check it out if you're bored
Very cool blog, Ryan.
Stick figures rock. I wish I could draw them. Ever notice how those stupid drawing lesson books always *assume* you know how to draw a stick figure?
I hate that.
Funny, a good example of why I never listen to people's dreams.
PS........I followed Lauren here.
Dreams are humbling things, Pamela.
When I wrote my first draft a year ago, it was a bit angrier. At the time, I was really cheesed that she would dream of me having a tiny vagina. As if that were somehow more emasculating than a larger one.
PS..... Be careful following Lauren. She's having a midlife crisis and is thinking of doing something crazy - like making glass or subbing to a magazine.
Love it. I'm rolling on the floor with laughter!
so, wait, the name of your blog should have been carl's tiny vagina?
Sarah, you're a riot!