Pissing in the Wind

I have heard
that changing the diapers of young
men is a hazard.
They piss hard
in your face.
Perhaps that is why
I had a daughter.
The older I get,
the more I feel like the trunk
of an old tree
in a world of dogs.
Too many of my breed
don't mellow with age,
or learn to govern
their stream.

             published in For the Love of Death, the early years, 2nd ed., S.I.N., 1993.