Convenience
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Behind the mask, beneath the clothes a man
Is lurking. Hairiness of skin on chest
(Perhaps) presents a layer on that span
Inside his sweatshirt. Farther down a nest
Of tighter hair is waiting for a hand
(Your touch), unless, just so, he’s shaved there, close.
If so, below that baldness hangs the gland.
It hangs until you find it. Soon verbose
With swollen blood and lust, it wants to speak
Its tyrant rhetoric inside your fresh
Desire. The notion is to leave a leak
Of manliness in ooze from raptured flesh.
..He has a brain, too. That’s of course, behind
That mask, but he’d prefer it if you’re blind.