Ode to the Pussy

Ode to the pussy that’s right, you heard me correctly  this is a poem  dedicated to the pussy my pussy specifically you see she’s quite the detective, always knowing  what or who is coming next, if I should continue seeing him  or onto the next one because she too  knows what she wants  and that…


To love oneself, the conglomeration  of atoms, molecules  aspirations, failures  down to the way your body jiggles  when you walk— that is the greatest gift you can ever give yourself. 


Let this drum beat  cut the ties between us,  clean off the cobwebs  on an old instrument  I used to play for myself  music so sweet  I almost forgot  my own body’s hymn  a rhythm  meant for this soul unabridged.