compelled
by voluptuous taboo hips floating bizarre before me
like in a perverted and arousing performance
with my sight nailed on the wooden floor
frozen between sensual footfalls and split seconds
motionless as if a cheap bullet time effect is taking place
i embrace close to my naked body and aroused senses
future memories and dreams out of this world,
my sight and the wooden floor all alone,
the earth alone and its wild hips,
my erect wet penis and the same wooden floor,
the voluptuous goddess and her perverted breasts,
the child with no head and the little prince,
michael with his sword and the caterpillar with its mushroom,
the falling snow and colombians...
compelled,
i hug them all and more
while around me like a forgotten falling god,
the reality doesn’t have the time to become real anymore.
Author notes
“reality no longer has the time to take on the appearance of reality. It no longer even surpasses fiction; it captures every dream even before it takes on the appearance of a dream.” - Jean Baudrillard
Comments
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This is an intriguing piece. It is definitely erotic, but it also conveys a sense of guilt associated with sex. However, the poem also sort of portrays the emotions that overwhelm rational thinking and even wash away the guilt.
I like the quote. And the poem. My favorite part of the poem is the four lines that start with "i embrace" and end with "wild hips"
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