{"id":78,"date":"2015-09-25T03:01:26","date_gmt":"2015-09-25T03:01:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/staging\/?p=78"},"modified":"2026-05-28T23:00:06","modified_gmt":"2026-05-28T23:00:06","slug":"colleen-anderson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue21\/colleen-anderson\/","title":{"rendered":"Colleen Anderson"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3><strong>Cuntipotent<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong>I\u2019m tired of being cliticized<br \/>\ncut off from a womb of feeling<br \/>\nand accused of being frigid<\/p>\n<p>I want more than my clit flicked<br \/>\n<span style=\"line-height: 1.5\">as if it were a fly<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"line-height: 1.5\">or poked and pushed like the panic button<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"line-height: 1.5\">quick uncontrolled jabs lacking<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"line-height: 1.5\">a vision of what is turned on<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I want a stroke, a touch,<br \/>\na word whispered along my flesh<br \/>\na mind and body participatory event for two<br \/>\nnot the clinical technician\u2019s observation<br \/>\npoint of a test under way<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m tired of explaining my cunt handling<br \/>\ninstruction book lessons<br \/>\nand then find them unheeded<br \/>\nin a layman\u2019s interpretation<\/p>\n<p>I want my vagina to be fondled<br \/>\nnot prodded as if it were a hole to be plugged<br \/>\nblocking emotion and senses<br \/>\nthat well from within<br \/>\nenough to slake any burning blade<\/p>\n<p>I want to make love<br \/>\nand if not that then the love<br \/>\nof making out not making off<br \/>\nwith a disembodied feeling<br \/>\nor an unfeeling body<\/p>\n<p>I want sex to be a making<br \/>\nof two beings working as one<br \/>\nsatisfying, caressing<br \/>\ncaring for all the needs of two<br \/>\na feeling motion done together<\/p>\n<h3><strong>Cremating Love\u00a0<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>He thinks she is asleep<br \/>\nslumbering like soft wood<br \/>\nHis arm moves rhythmically<br \/>\nin the blanketing night<\/p>\n<p>In times that feel so distant<br \/>\naged like the dried and shriveled crevice<br \/>\nbetween her legs<br \/>\nshe wanted and longed for his touch<\/p>\n<p>He claimed he needed her<br \/>\nbut some secret abhorrence<br \/>\nrecoiled his fingers<br \/>\nfrom her skin\u2019s suppleness<\/p>\n<p>She burned\u2014consumption<br \/>\ndried waterfall tears, frustrated sweat<br \/>\nHe could not see the need<br \/>\nnor feel the embers glowing deep<\/p>\n<p>He claimed celibate love<br \/>\ndenying his own flesh<br \/>\nfrom her as she dissipated<br \/>\nconsumed by her love<\/p>\n<p>She hears the dry rasp<br \/>\nskin on skin<br \/>\nA beat to still her heart<br \/>\nnot touch her skin<\/p>\n<p>She turns to ash<br \/>\nThe cavern<br \/>\nwill soon suck her in<br \/>\nas she lies sleepless<br \/>\ncold<br \/>\nalone.<strong>\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>\n<!--nextpage--><\/p>\n<h3><strong>Oh You!\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/strong><\/h3>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong>Oh, you beautiful doll<br \/>\nyou great big beautiful doll<br \/>\nyou\u2019re a penthouse, playboy icon<br \/>\nsweet enough to give the boys a hard on<br \/>\nwith your airbrushed limbs in Vogue<br \/>\nand skin of face-lift elastic<br \/>\nrocket breasts as smooth as silicon<br \/>\nyou\u2019re the genuine plastic beauty doll<\/p>\n<p>Oh,<\/p>\n<p>you\u2019re such a doll<br \/>\neveryone wants to be just like you<br \/>\na regular dress up, pink prom, prissy prim<br \/>\nbarbie doll<\/p>\n<p>oh, honey baby doll, you\u2019re my pliable<br \/>\nchatty Kathy doll<br \/>\na sexy rubber, blow-up doll<br \/>\nyou beautiful, beautiful doll<\/p>\n<p>Doll, they say we can\u2019t live without you<br \/>\nin splatter films or skin flicks<br \/>\nwith bloody legs and arms askew<br \/>\nirresistible you\u2019re dressed to kill<br \/>\ncream dream such a scream<br \/>\nto be cleaved and raped<br \/>\nand gashed and reamed<br \/>\na cut up regular doll<\/p>\n<p>But,<\/p>\n<p>you\u2019re just a doll!<br \/>\na great big beautiful doll<br \/>\nlet me wrap your arms about me<br \/>\nyou\u2019re unreal, not taken seriously<br \/>\nthere\u2019s no harm in make-believe<br \/>\nyou really know just how to please<\/p>\n<p>oh, oh, oh, oh!<\/p>\n<p>oh you beautiful doll<strong>\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<h3><strong>Come and Go\u00a0<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>i\u2019ll make you happy<br \/>\nhe smiles, pats her breast<br \/>\ngrabs the good wine<br \/>\nsloshes it into a plastic glass<br \/>\ngulps a fish-gasping-gulp<br \/>\nclutches the flaccid pizza<br \/>\nfalling over his hand<br \/>\npushes it into her mouth<br \/>\nthis is his nice dinner<br \/>\nhis night out<\/p>\n<p>he peels out of his clothes<br \/>\nnot quite looking at his watch<br \/>\nand crawls on the hotel bed<br \/>\nsocks on<br \/>\nbatting his organ until it stiffens<br \/>\nhe taps her breast<br \/>\nlips suction up a kiss<br \/>\nare you happy<br \/>\nshe smiles at the mirror upon the wall<\/p>\n<p>teeth bite her breast<br \/>\nbruise the nipple<br \/>\nhe rolls on top<br \/>\npushes-in-jerks-twice-stiffens<br \/>\ndead weight shifts<br \/>\nhe runs to wash away the deed<br \/>\nback in seconds<\/p>\n<p>for seconds<br \/>\nand his money\u2019s worth<br \/>\nhe shovels food into her mouth<br \/>\npats her breast<br \/>\nand gulps his wine<br \/>\nbites her nipple<br \/>\nand says i\u2019ll take my time this time<br \/>\nwhat do you like<br \/>\nshe looks to the bright bare bulb<br \/>\ni like what you like<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cuntipotent<\/strong><br \/>\n I\u2019m tired of being cliticized<br \/>\ncut off from a womb of feeling<br \/>\nand accused of being 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