Bound to the straining testes
He is rendered irresolute
The upper body
Spacious and needy
A turret of ferocious force
Learns itself as separate
From the less vigorous limbs
While its location, never free
Arcs through its limited route
Near below the balls, the balls
That nearly bind him near to that turret
That learns itself as separate
From the less vigorous limbs
The balls, the balls, he's bound to them
Belongs to their space beneath the upper
Caught on the long surrounds
That hang in use
Flinch at a pinch
Gangle in halves
Drawing their keen and steady direction
From the power
That is the face
To the double pendulum