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A Thick Pleached Alley (1980s)
My love spurns a sight which holds me in thrall.
Her vulva's architectural grandeur
Evokes that of a Baroque cathedral.
Columns, curves and recesses allure.
She thinks it's but a thick pleached alley.
With no full view of her prize and mirrors
That give the third dimension little way,
My ardent gaze she scornfully abhors.
That which is not mutual gets the shunt
Into modesty. Then the exordium
Of our life in the big, wide world- the cunt-
Becomes a term of extreme opprobium.
The cunt/vulva is thought (wrongly)to be
The vagina- a channel none can see.
Her vulva's architectural grandeur
Evokes that of a Baroque cathedral.
Columns, curves and recesses allure.
She thinks it's but a thick pleached alley.
With no full view of her prize and mirrors
That give the third dimension little way,
My ardent gaze she scornfully abhors.
That which is not mutual gets the shunt
Into modesty. Then the exordium
Of our life in the big, wide world- the cunt-
Becomes a term of extreme opprobium.
The cunt/vulva is thought (wrongly)to be
The vagina- a channel none can see.
Published 10th Mar 2013
| Edited 4th Jan 2014
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11th Mar 2013 1:47am
very well crafted, & a pleasantly unique description of its subject matter. as soon as I came to 'shunt' I immediately expected 'cunt.' it's amazing how that word can be used tastefully...
11th Mar 2013 7:04am
Thanks for the comment. I've got great respect for the organ and the word- so I wanted to give them dignity. I might have overdone it by surrounding cunt with latinate words.
