Full Title: Kissing A Ventriloquist And Fucking
Usually I play the role of a condom,
spine wrapped around a sweaty hand.
All year round I'm an eccentric glove,
a schizophrenic mitten keeping words warm.
Since my voice constantly changes
I worship puberty, and the only gods
are hormones I'll never posess.
My job titles include:
Banter's Piggy Bank, Humor's Trash
Receptacle, Dummy, and
Conversation's Suicide Note.
People treat me like alcohol,
I'm a reason to say what
they usually wouldn't, an excuse
with thick eyelids, no hangover
Someday I'll swim the sea
of speech like a whale
and babble like a human.
Training these mutant
vocal chords not to blow
a heart out the hole in my back.