PENIS

It was there on the tub. David's penis. On the side of the tub. I wrapped it in a hand towel and looked for its owner. I gave the penis to my brother Tobe, but not Tobe, who was hiding his problem under a cupped hand. What made it fall off? "Don't you want to sew it on?" I asked. You have to get it sewn I told Hal, but not Hal. He was like Hal, because we were close but not married. He was probably hoping it would reinstall itself.

When I woke, David's was on and fine.