poems 2 rock your soul by Anthony Weiner

little anthony
that’s a misnomer,
am i right?
little anthony
sometimes has a
mind
of his own

little anthony hits
the big time
the papers all say
making ribald comparisons 2
little spitzer
how they ‘became friends’ on
facebook
and other postmodern
jokes of questionable
quality

my penis
there it is, people
i took a picture of it
at golden hour
4 my wife
this iPhone 4 has an
incredible camera
didn’t even use a
flash and
look at it lying there
coiled under cotton
striking focus
minority whip

the mystery deepens
somehow it got into
the wrong hands
let’s try to be
adults
accepting the reality
of it
meet my penis
america
it won’t hurt you
it wants 2 give you
universal
health care