Thumbs

God gave us thumbs
To guide the remaining four digits
Carefully and skillfully
When we insert them
Into the vaginas
Of our neighbor’s wife
Or a drunken stranger
Or a lonely sound man’s anus

A full fist is sloppy
Fat, clumsy, talentless
Redundant, tiresome
But a four finger karate chop
Is pleasure incarnate
To ignore the thumb
Is to ignore one of God’s masterworks

Give a thumbs up for guidance
When you wrist deep in an orifice
Don’t bludgeon your way inside
Like some sloppy, unwashed blonde bitch

Fists are for mongoloids