Odyssey Damned -- a Sex Tragedy
"A dozen or so times per night is fine, but too much of a good thing
generally leaves one somewhat sore."
-- a singular captain of seamen heroic
* * *
When from her bedroom isle my siren sings,
I plummet to the raging sea below,
though knowing my desire a horror brings,
together with a ravaged groin in tow!
In madness how I brave each tidal wave,
while choking on an oceanic bile!
Full crazed I labor like a galley slave,
as to and fro I paddle doggy style!
I side stroke! Back stroke! Breast stroke! Butterfly!
I underwater fish and flutter kick!
I snorkel deep beneath the mackerel sky!
I full upend my dicky boat seasick!
Until, at last, bone dead, I wash ashore --
shipwrecked by rocks a battered, broken oar . . .
* * *
a dedication of Respect
for
the Pain of much too much
whoopee
below deck
a revolving helios sonnet shakespearean satire menippean on
the unimaginative love life
full adrift at sea
march, 2023 -- yet sexual frustrations untold
still lashed to the glossy image of manifold
centerfold sirens
wrapped round stripper poles
. . .
feetnote
The work is an allusion to the Odyssey, presumably authored by Homer.
In particular, the sonnet hints at the famous scene of Odysseus being bound to the mast of his ship by his crew to resist the sirens -- half-bird, half-woman creatures in Greek mythology luring hapless sailors to destruction by the seductiveness of their singing.
As a sultry side note, in the spirit of loads of Shakespearean sonnets, the verse swells with and expands on sundry sexual metaphors throughout.
Sincerely,
a punster the speaker of yet a persona poem
Copyright © James Starkey Iii | Year Posted 2023
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