



Obsessed
praise the
sexual revolution; insurgency
obsessed, obsexed, flexed
with private and intimate; cherished
facts, it, lacks
possessed
with unreal sex and flirtatious liaison
infatuated by lamenting illusions
sticky images selling lovelessness
a love affair; carnal desire placed in front of our face
pound their lecherousness
lustful Pirelli bottoms in the garage
blokes mending our brakes; there to titillate
circumnavigate around our bodies
weaponless against the sex-selling industries
just flesh-possessions
flesh; the fornicatious vulgar imagery
pushing the boundaries of what is tasteful
witnesses see the painful euphoric passion, distorted desire
pushing
pushing
pushing on-screen
lurid, risqué, immoral, obscene
just porn-thought
we
ought
not
to
do
it
flesh on
the internet, unemotional
hideously; repulsively; cold and neat
let you into porno-village; tawdy; graceless
woman as (decoration) meat, woman as (ornamentation) meat
fuck fuck - mustn't say that
carnal mutant coupling, choose your site
whatever your sexual desire;
Suck'n'Bite, CyberQueer, Spankers' Paradise, Paedophiles' Vice
Playboy website gets 5 million hits a day
men inspecting virtual tits, masturbate away
rampant, unbridled, sexed-up, rakish tele-dildonics
unreal cyber-babes and cyber-studs appeal
we still sell pizzas, booze
whatever you choose
with fantasy sexual acts
the facts;
women's parts they sell
turning us into object, hussy, Jezebel
rocket-shaped shampoo bottles are stroked
phallic ice-creams are sucked
selling the idea of titillation;
the ultimate to being fucked
praise the sexual revolution
question
the morality of this obsession with sticky sex flesh;
a woman is being hit every 15 seconds today
abuse of women;
sold
packaged
as love
and pure
and true
question not whether we could
but whether we should;
I
leave
it
to
you.
© Belinda R. Harris-Reid 2004