Taste Yourself
A Collage Poem
By
Jennifer Angelina Petro
Using words and phrases rearranged from, “Sex for One: The Joy of Self-Loving,” by Betty Dobson, PHD, combined with my own words and phrases.
Gather yourself
even though
you were taught to hide.
Let pleasure beget pleasure.
See the joyous windmills
whirl in the hedonistic heaven
where you belong–honest
to goodness.
Embellish the valentine cunt,
the sacred, wing-shrouded clitoris
with your own spit,
do fieldwork across your body,
remember the peripheries,
remember your nipples
are pebbles in the moon-
dappled waters of your soul–
feel the vibrator’s hum.
There are infinite delights
in the divine preorgasmic madness
shaking through your legs.
Through the happy little orgasms
laughing with you—go ahead—
unravel yourself—
shout your life-affirming coming
across America, across repression,
across what was written by men,
across what was taught
at home and church–go ahead—
taste yourself—
this is the gospel of truth.