An enema is not an enigma
for the constipated or the finicky.
The careful scholar knows its etymology (“injection,” from Greek),
the costive lover its entry.
The Fleet version comes in a twin pack,
with Easy Squeeze technology.
The pre-lubricated Comfortip
slips into me.
Why do I now think I need a monobasic sodium phosphate cleaning,
you ask amusedly.
I look at your sunburn, your hard hands, your hard cock,
and say slowly, to be fucked by the bourgeoisie.
Plan for this poem-in-progress