i ate a dozen in a week once.
no big feat.

a girl (no joke) in high school
once told me she masturbated
with one that was thawing
but not thawed.
that scared the shit out of me.
i believe and don’t believe
the things people say they’re made from.
sugar and habanero and
everything nice;

free spirits captured and squished
down translucent wind pipes
or just plain old lips, toenails
and various cartilaginous parts.

a baseball game,
the journeys of sovereignty, utilization, and