Worlds First All SEXUAL Child

Burning lips ... aching hips ... painted finger tips scratches so deep ... my blood flows down 'Morpheus' rows of transfiguration searching hard for my identification ... a trip so obvious ... because I know who I am ... a full-blooded woman and a natural man! Broad shouldered ... hairy chest ... a triple 'c' bra covers my breasts. So long, awkward and tall ... I bang my 'dingdong' on the wall. Purple eyes and painted cheeks stare at me from my mirror in the hall. A rose in my hair ... arms open wide ... I'm both bride and groom - man and woman - a changeless soul with mixed identity ... what the hell happened to my virginity? Hocus pocus ... I'm a 'crocus' (a magical flower so beautiful to see) my mouth is open ... my tongue is split and slit and both sides of my mouth are talkin' shit ... glamor queen and jelly bean I be ... I'm big and hard ... and mean, mean, mean ... but sometimes I dance and prance for everyone to see // my friends call me Imogene. Gosh, as Rick O'Leary ... I lost my cherry long ago to a guy called Joe and a girl named Mary ... a triple decker for my big pecker ... with both woman and man. Oh it felt so great having ALL ENDS TAKEN! ... I never got over those attractions .... such satisfaction for the man and woman that I be - a prick with masculine femininity. Yes, there's a sweet girlish side of me cause Mamma's a he and Daddy's a she - how they produced a happy freak like me is no mystery. Anyway, does it make a difference? Or you envious or delirious? Do you think all this bullshit is serious? Painted nails and ruby lips ... dressed in sandals on the Venice beach I walk among the squall and screech ... preacher man on roller skates shouting while he masturbates for me. How great the thrill for the both I be. Does He love me as she or me as he or both? Can I do HIS will? "Good golly Miss Molly" and Hallelujah, I'd love to do it to ya! Cause I'm the worlds first ALL SEXUAL child! Love both of me or maybe three like the Holy Trinity? Who can tell? Anyway it goes, I'm goin' mad ... the sacrificial lamb is dead, my transformation is complete. The blood flows freely along a river of love. King Oedipus Rex inside of me shares Mother's fulfillment ... as I resurrect Father with a RISE-UP magnificent to behold ... holding his pride in my hand ... I feel so grand ... I'm a metamorphosed woman and man. I'm all that I can be and I hope and pray this discourse hasn't been (margaritas ante porcos). Go with God brother and sister or brother/sister. So be it, for it is spoken ... you can claim my love for a token. And I ain't jokin'!  © William M. Sowman Written March 25th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 06:44 PM PST   17 • 0 • 16