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  157.     

Aliens Have Come

Where is the place that I can disappear?
Who will take this nagging angst?
I am a mask, a sexual identity
I am a position in a lost world

She decorates her face like a mannequin
Gives herself away not of lust but doubt
Disconnected, schizoid, souls without life
Hollow empty winds blow over the land

Pleasure only lasts a short while
Run for the shadows of anti depressants
Kiss the dark night of starless mirrors
Orgasms without love, without heart

Chains rattle in Kafka's castle
Strangers in beds of Roman feasts
Vows amidst luxuriant shared despair
Dreams filled with gray Viagra drones

Sex for sale by the money changers
Sex without love for the spiritually dead
Sex as a compensation for a lack of life
Sex as an anti depressant for joyless cogs

Bland poetry from the face lift
Soma from cable TV
Everywhere the herd grows
Invasion of the body snatchers

The Aliens have come
 
Joseph Narusiewicz

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  158.     

Girl Be Knockin'

All the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
All the lies I have lied about make this a burden with no shoulder

There is a girl knockin' at my door who says she only sleeps with black guys
I'm afraid to answer and afraid to tell her that there is something she doesn't realize

That all the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
And all this nonsense is making trouble and making me bolder

There is a girl knockin' at my door that says she only meets with tall guys
I am ashamed to tell her and ashamed for her because I have hypothesized

That all the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
And all these distractions are the attractions and maybe I should record her

There is a girl knockin' at my door that says she only shines for tough guys
I don't feel her and no longer smell her because only one thing gets me high

That all the girls I want to have sex with are getting older
 
J.W. Frogg

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  159.     

Projecting Female Sexuality

Sex is disturbing, to one under the age of 11
Then it becomes disturbing but with a mysterious undertow,
Then one feels the need to toughen up,
To coarsen up, so that we don't seem to be daunted
By that which is sanctioned of God
And Mother Nature.

Hopefully, moments of unity happen, and outshine even
Electrical Activation,
(For the women, it was always Nature's half heard whispers
That keep rolling in the brains
Of fertile women)
And it is for our Ancient Mother, that we feel the need to
Announce our good fortune,
To stand up for the juice
And the drama
Of sex.

Eventually, friendship of the heart,
Outshines the pulling and the shoving of this mysterious
Tide, which does recede,
And sex,
Becomes personal, no longer a public stance
Until slowly the disturbance of sex
Seems again, unnecessary,
As becalmed hearts, now philosophically occupied,
Notice less the narrow wavelength
Of body games.
 
Jan Freundschuh

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  160.     

To adapt is a skill

Cultures imposed segregation
Of sexes outside the wedlock
As sex would get in the way
If inter-sex friendship blossomed.

New environments throw multiple
Locales for inter-sex relations.
Men and women are together
More time than they're with their mates.

Social roles and sexual pulls clash.
To deny it is a self-denial.
Men and women admit much less
To each other about their feelings.

Not to express is man's restraints.
Not to admit is woman's burden.
The time will embolden the both.
Precedence will encourage them.

We adapt to temperature
That the climate change brings about.
We'll adapt to temperaments
That the woman freedom brought about..
08.05.2012
 
Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

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