Sometimes I wish my cock would fall off
Leaving the space between open to interpretation
As it stands, it’s all sound and fury
+++++++++++++++Signifying nothing
A vestigial thing that belongs to a man
+++++++++++++++Who isn’t a man
Claimed at birth by a false dichotomy
+++++++++++++++Baseball or Softball

I think that maybe one day I’ll wake up
And it will just be gone. Like it was never there
++++++++++Unburdened
+++++++++++++++Unclaimed
By one team or the other
I’ll throw off my dusty catcher’s mitt and say

I don’t want to play anymore