sometimes when i'm lonely
and there's no booze
the house

i go and listen to candy says
imagine that my penis
has shrivelled into some
genderless vestigial remain

my breasts are tender
i'm dying of cancer
in a tacky apartment on the lower east side

cause no one knows
that i'm better then marilyn

then i wake up
realize my life isn't nearly that interesting
my big dick returns

so i put in my mouth
and suckle myself to sleep