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Yawning
 J. H. Petersen
October 16, 1995
Chicago

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My desire for you haunts me
like a yawn that will not come.
It is so demanding and huge,
I can not conceive of
being filled by you.
 
I can't imagine anything
will bring this yawn to bear.
 
My cunt is trying to yawn,
so I make myself small
to feel full.
I suck on my knuckles and tongue,
I cross my legs as tight as they will go,
I lace my fingers together and squeeze,
I curl my toes into little waves.
 
My cunt is trying to open up huge enough to swallow you.
It wants to be full.
I wonder if I were to stuff my cunt
with one thousands cocks,
would I then be fulfilled?
If I were to hold one thousand thighs between my legs,
and suck two thousand tits,
would I then be fulfilled?
 
I want to fill my cunt with all humanity.
I want to suck on a mountain.
I want to inhale the cosmos
and get stars and planets lodged in my lungs.
I want to turn myself inside out
so that all I see becomes part of me.
 
I am lovesick for the Universe.
If I can't consume it,
then let it consume me!
 
Come on lover,
give yourself up.
Fill me as much as you're able,
then let me squeeze out a little more.
Let me suck you dry!
Let me eat you out!
Let's fill the gorge between us
with semen and mucus and saliva and piss.
Let our body river
slice through the dry community
and cause trees and flowers and birds and insects
to spring out of the hard ground.
Let us drench this parched Eden
and bring the garden once more to blossom,
like a yawn upon a drowsy body.