The poem from my book Love Songs from Psychopaths that I read at Elbo Room 1-25-09 just before Overman played

Confession of Penis Envy


More than anything else
I would like to be
a gentleman and a scholar,
but failing that,
as I know I must,
I would like to have a brain
with large, long, glowing tentacles
reaching out
to conquer the world.
This is my most evil fantasy.
But mine it is,
and I shall not deny it.
I would like to be a man,
no, much better than a man,
better than an Ubermensch,
better than Scylla and Charybdis

all wrapped up in one.

I would touch and enter and feel
everything.
I would be in control.
I would kiss you.

And run my tentacles through your hair.