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it begins with the locking of eyes across a room the contact is made like a glowing light that comes from nowhere suddenly honing in & locating the signs that are familiar the human animal instinct that senses mutual attraction with immediate thoughts reminding that societal constructs do not allow for the tearing of each other’s clothes off right there in the store or the bar or the train station so that each can have their way with the other writhing together in an explosion of pleasure--- so the urge is bottled up & the bodies of these two individuals vibrate with wanton yet presently denied gratification--- they move toward another to begin the culturally accepted mating ritual whose conclusion is supposed to be procreation. but what if for a moment all this restraint is put on hold? what if the carnal urge is catered too & the societal constructs are left to society to babble over for decades before coming to the conclusion that there is no need for procreation anymore? what if all there is is the need for these lingering leftover aspects of our evolution to be quenched? this THIRST, this HUNGER, must no longer be caged & in that instant these two animals without the identity as believers in any god or soul or metaphysical excrement take it upon themselves to step outside into the nearest alley and grope each other frantically tearing at the clothes pawing, rubbing, licking, biting, moaning, whimpering, growling, digging, scratching, clawing, penetrating, grinding, thrusting, squeezing, clenching & releasing releasing releasing until covered in one another’s juices, the two fall away from the act and walk in opposite directions never to communicate again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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