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I claim a sit-spot
in a wildlife sanctuaried forest
just beyond my backyard,

And cycle there
while seeking a primary distinction
between sexual and sensual feelings
filters
frames,

Already peddling toward suggestions
my motivations for this direction
could be impure,
prurient,
certainly less than perfection,

But,
I am not right-brain deterred,
This forest is my familiar territory
where fools
and wise men
fear to tread
on resonant ecofeminists.

When seeking
imagining
experiencing
remembering sexual possibilities
and impossibilities,
attractions
and distractions
and unattractiveness
along my recycling way,
these remain ego-centered
self-serving
egotistic patriarchal,
left-brain economic-politically strategic,
monoculturing further dominance.

Sensuality
is more interdependent,
co-relational,
co-empathic
co-passioning
integral
intimate awareness
of external mind touch
with internal heart feelings,
heart-pumping uphill
and soul-relaxing downhill,
inhilling
and exhilling.

Waves of contrast
speak of comparative dipolar motivators
more longterm both/and satisfying sensuality,

Contradicted
against shorterm dualistic urgency
for my immediate sexual release,
my internal-only organic polyvagal climax
quickly moving from transcendent forest life
to demi-segregating death,

And then riding on in
and out
to reconnect with my ego/eco sit-spot
with embodied sensual narrative
of this one sacred/sexual life
living polypathically
lived rememory
reliving naked forest life
hopefully again
and recycling pleasure seating again.

Practice makes perfect,
so our great everyday pilgrimage teachers
messiahs
boddhisattvas,
ecofeminists one and all,
say
and do,
ride
and walk
and talk
with integrity's most resilient sexual/sensual/spiritual
reforesting win/win public/private wealth
reassur-dance
transcendent/intimate
global/local health potential.
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