With each thought we share
Though you may not care
You plant a seed of kind
That stimulates and excites my mind
And though you may not see
Ignore for modesty
We’ve experienced a mental intercourse
Though enjoyable, not grounds for divorce
So, choose your words well
For you can never tell
What from your words may grow
For all the world to know
And if that thought be true
I kiddingly beg of you
I’ve simply got to know
Does that make me a homo?*(1)
And if a person who plucks chickens is a chicken-plucker
Then I, who allow your thought penetration,
Does that make me a mind-fucker?
1974
*(1) If you have conversation with someone of the same sex does that imply
homosexuality if the mind becomes impregnated with something that hadn’t
previously been there?