One time when I was five

by Luke Otley

When I was about five years old

I told my sister, “I’m going behind this chair

to draw a picture”

The armchair had a material flap at the bottom

and I lifted it up

took out my penis

and urinated

There were files under there, paperwork

I opened up an ocean on them

those papers

that I couldn’t read or understand

life insurance

mortgage agreements

they took it neat

maddened, incensed, instinctual, it flowed

flowed

flowed

 

When I was done I said to my sister

“That’s one picture finished”

and trotted upstairs

to do whatever

five year olds do