What would you have me do? Sell eggs 
or all my hair? Parts of my body
or the whole? I'm not opposed to soul
searching, experimental use
of one hand or the other, however,
I am something of a prude. I can't
explain my qualms away,
but I can make an excuse:
when I was young but not so young
I was very poor. I defended some
women with words and lost my job
the legal way—moved into a position
in which there was no role I fit:
a simple loss of labor. Or, no labor. 

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