Indoctrination Protocol — Phase 1 of 3: The Awakening

I awoke this morning and noted that I had nipples.

Nipples.

Strange, I thought to myself, why would a man have nipples?

What use are they?

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THE LOST STANZA · RECOVERED FROM THE POET'S DRAFTS · 1999

I then considered my elbows.
No, I thought. No.
Not everything is for smashing.
The elbows are for jabbing.
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A Serious Poetic Exploration
BY ALEX CABRERA
⚡ WARNING: This poem contains serious philosophical content about nipples ⚡ Viewer discretion advised ⚡ Rated PG-13 for intense nipple-related themes ⚡
I awoke this morning and noted that I had nipples.
Nipples.
Strange, I thought to myself, why would a man have nipples?
What use are they?
Then it occurred to me -- nipples are for smashing.
So I took off my shirt, stretched around a bit, then ran straight into my door, nipples first.
My nipples hit the frame and shook it to its very core.
That door fears my nipples.
For my nipples are for smashing
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