Erotic Poetry
Revolutionary Cunt, by Marjorie Jensen
There will always be a cunt or a revolution around the corner
-Henry Miller
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I wait against the wet brick,
not facing what waits for me.
I need a detective’s periscope,
some antique of Sherlock’s.
Will it be a lush, juicy cunt
throbbing with anticipation?
Can I taste my future?
The thought makes me hungry.
Or will I find only an empty uprising,
an unpalatable ideology
of freedom or liberty
that I may not be able to swallow?
Maybe I will start a revolution
if I don’t get the meal I want.
My demand is for the main course
to stay still. I’ll help, of course,
a hand wound around each thigh,
licking closer and closer to the core.
Will she revolt against my hold,
shake and curse until I set her free?
Originally published April 2010