Eye

Suddenly over the biology test
of conception he remembers
tinkling walls and sparks
and the moment before the prick entered
and the mask-wearing man
held his breath to push.
the sphere yielded choice-less
the gametes arched their coils
and helplessly accommodated

he knows adequate temperature, balanced viscosity
but no pink glow
only one massive eye verifying his multiplication of cells

miles away mommy reads cosmo
while daddy shakes hands

(she had her tummy tucked a little later
comforting, the masked man smiled,
pop had hair plugs inserted
the masked man smiled, comforting)

he draws the eye absently on the edge of the paper
comforting iris
masked maker
Deoxyribonucleic Acid manipulator.

virulently kept

maraschino me
jar of red
swollen distended
chemically prostrated
awaiting a finger
to plunge and pull
squirt through teeth
for years, full
alter dna, grow
glucose babies galore
I am never gone
preserved whole

Keep your text off my underwear

I recently needed to up my underwear count, and looked for 5 for 20 deals in a few standard 'fifteen to something's type stores. Pick up a funky yellow and pink pair, turn it over, and some clever designer has added, in glitter letters "Parteh grrrl".
Another, " I"m in the band"
Another, "Glamour girl"

Who wears these?

Do they get worn while said sixteen to twenty year old dances in the mirror wondering at her taut body, her panties reminding her of what "Hot stuff" lies waiting, a tush full of push and glee?

As if boys, sorry, men stop, look, read and grin and nod knowingly when they see those... as though they need a reminder that she is indeed a party girl once the pants are off.

I did find some text-less panties in the pile. One covered in hearts and candies. One with guitars and sparkly music notes. I thought- These panties reflect me, I should definitely buy them, to remind myself of what a creative sweetheart I am.

Now I think I should print my own, with such text as "Love button beneath, some activation required", and "Just take these off already".

Then again, I doubt that even men in my age bubble even read underwear, once we're down to them...