from “Love Poems For Cannibals”
Sex means death
To me because
It proves that
I am an animal,
A dying animal.
Pete Rose said,
“A man wants to smell like a man!”
San Francisco rated 3rd in gonorrhea,
2nd in no-neck therapists
With techniques for brining down the Divine.
Haven't they arrested you before?
Did they advise you of your rights
With a map of their Kingdom?
Did they provide you perfect studies
Of the perfect, watered-down?
Or are you also just another dying animal?