It hurts me
every night
the way you
stung me
and left me
on the stool
my prick is hurting me
and the sky
is about
to go “Kaboom!”
all because
of the thighs
of an Indian princess
and an Egyptian goddess
who left
many millions
to die in the alleys
of New York
while she sat
drinking a glass of wine
in Katmandu