There's something about sex

There’s something about sex
About breasts
About dicks
About pussy
About ass and cleavage,
About ALL erogenous zones…

We all get serious.

We get insulted
We get assaulted
We get convaulted
We get revolted
We get indulg-ed
We get adulted,

It’s true that it’s all fun and games until someone takes their clothes off
And bares their goods

Friendships go
All jokes aside
Lovey dovey turns fucky fucky
In the blink of a snake’s eye.

Limits
Is it?
Finish
Beat it
Fuck it
End it

The night

We all lose it
Our bare essentials kick In
It’s orgasm or bust,
The carnal or nothing
Like a circus
Round and round and round it goes
Where it stops?
It never does.

No control, no control, no control, control
Fuck it
Meatloaf says I would do anything for love

Anything? He says
Anything. I say
Even kill?
Yes
Do away with yourself?
Yes
Your values?
Yes
Fuck um all?
Yes

I know you would. you say
I know, I don’t lie. I say
Only if you want me to
And like that,
It starts…

We humans think we’re so ahead,
Advanced,
Away,
A-natural,
Different,

But guess what:
No matter how many words,
theories,
communication,
talking talking talking talking
Articulation
Inspeculation
Rejeculation

Reasoning
Self-control
Beliefs
Ideas
Values
Religion
Friendships
Friendships
Religion
Values
Ideas
Control
Control
Control
Control
Control
Control
Control
And Control,

There will always be

Sex.