stimulieren

stimulieren

A Poem by delapruch
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na.

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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.

 

 

© 2011 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..