Oh, It's a Cold Fucking World

She posed for Picasso,
that was her introduction
at parties, job interviews,
her header on a blog:
"I Posed For Picasso".

She didn't fuck him,
but she didn't deny it.
She felt fucked, Minotaurs
in her dreams, photo
of him drawing

light in air, orgasm
waiting at the threshold
for the right man, right
hands to reach the unknown,
the part she kept to herself.