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| Life was Full Experiences Rich Love Plentiful Sensations Abounded Secretions Boiled I loved the shapes In my mattress New� exciting Yet unlearned Not familiar Still challenging Carefree God this is fun Ain't life Grand A boat ride� dinner later And after if all goes well We'll dine on each other It's so exciting when they're New... different smells� shapes Touches� gazes� feelings New and more gives me Achievement� and Achievement makes others Give me praise Different gives me excitement No same `ole-same `ole for me I love the foreign smiles� Kissing� breathing� new fluids I hate familiarity� the bane of Desire and lust and 'Aliveness' I've seen it so often before Bright glowing coals of New Being bedded under the Weight of a 100 nights |
| But is this rotating dance Becoming an obsession An addictive infusion needed For my self-esteem� Sometimes I wonder in the Dark� as the impressions In my mattress change shape Now more often the impressions In my mattress have afterwards Only vague faces And of those I remember They somehow seem different Than the earlier ones And sometimes I wonder if it Would be nice to share not just The smiles� lips� anticipations Suspense� banalities� but Maybe also share a soul Perhaps there really is a place In one's world for familiarity� I just don't know where it is Maybe I wish I did Maybe I'll think about the subject Some more... perhaps tomorrow Or tomorrow� or tomorrow But now I have to get dressed I'll be late We're going for a boat ride Dinner later And after� if all goes well We'll dine on each other God this is fun Ain't life Grand |
| Dull Impressions In My Mattress� Maybe Dull Holes in Hearts |
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| Are there really any long term Practitioners of Promiscuity ? |
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| . Excerpted with permisson from: The Little Red Book of Drivel Soul Rot and Other Forms of Insane Relationships In the 3rd Millennium � 2000 Relationships Press All rights reserved |