I would like for him to really taste the dick
Savor it like a last meal
Note the way it has or hasn’t been recently washed
The residue of baby powder and sweat
Sheathed at the base like a foamy negligee
I’d like for him to choke on the dick
If that’s what he’s into and it’s been talked about beforehand
I’d like for him to really get to know
The dick, how it curves to the left and bends towards justice
How it is sweet and bitter under the foreskin
How it is unashamed
Of its history
And knows where it’s going
And while we’re on the subject
I would like for Paul Ryan and Mitch McConnell to eat a bunch of dicks too
Casual, Lunchables-style dicks, a confetti
Of frosting-covered dicks exploding
In their taste buds like a Saturday morning balloon-drop
I would like to ask the president to eat so many dicks
That he vows to eat more pussy
Which have vitamins and minerals
And the secrets to success
Until he feels clean
Until he feels as close to the face of god as a man can get
Until he loves dick and pussy so much he shakes
Like a man redeemed in a church revival tent
Understanding that first there was the word and the word was
Let them eat dicks
And the word was good
Lord, let him eat a dick
That knows it will one day die
A dick that expects nothing in return
Humble dick
Tired dick
The dick he must eat
The one he has feared his whole life
The dick that might fill the endless void inside
