I met the woman from Willendorf
as a teen in a history textbook
and during my first nocturnal emission,
marking the infertile oolite
floor tiles—though it wasn’t until I met her
incarnation a decade later
that my manhood went limp,
facing her proportions.
Cro-Magnons are remembered
for Venus figurines—
what if our best-known invention
will be fat wars?
More words to ponder at maciejmodzelewski.com
