To Rod Moody-Corbett
when i was little
I used to pee my bed
my parents tried everything
put plastic sheeting
under my sheets
promised me
cassette tape
red firetruck money
sure it was quite
embarrassing when I'd
wake up in kindergarten
or at home all moist
but then
after the snickers and laughs
i'd become inured
to the little
phallic betrayal
the sweet warm stench
rapidly drying
into a sticky
cold
now I don't piss the bed
but every once in a while
i remember the freedom
of urethral release
how unlike everyone else
i could do anything
sure I could
still whip it out
show the bushes who's boss
and I may for now
i look forward to my
inevitable incontinence