EXCERPT:
COLBERT: “I want to make clear none of this erotic poetry is recent. Swalwell published these poems when he was a 19-year-old college student, writing for a literary magazine called “The Lyricist," and describes two partners meeting atop a hotel before having “formless and magnificent” sex. [Laughter] “Formless”? Congressman, it’s possible you had sex with a ghost. Let me ask you this: Let me ask you this. Did they help you throw a pot at any point? The poem continues, “While I screamed, she bent her lips to mine, kissing till veins imploded and exploded.” I have been kissing wrong.”