PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Growing up, we are 
informed that our compliance 
to the social standards 
will save us from misery. 
Conform, perform, 
put on the acceptable 
mask and dance with the 
other translucent people 
around a cold stone fire. 

Undo your jeans. 
Let the hidden monster 
emerge triumphant from 
its zippered prison. 
This is what everybody 
really thinks about. 

This is reality. 
What is between your legs? 
These images will fuel 
your lust and contribute to 
the manner of your existing. 

Social rules are artificial 
blades of glass cutting into 
the pursuit of sexual 
deviations. 

Ignore them as it suits you, 
correct them as necessary. 

I want to roam around the planet. 
Freed from the need 
to chase pieces of paper 
that 
some foolish mortal 
ascribed a value to. 

Slow down. 
The sun will shine, 
the moon will emerge, 
no matter what 
is delivered to your 
mailbox.