Degredation
Once again I was that angry freak waiting for the worst to happen - imagining a pornographic resolution by a flood of orgasmic chemicals washing all worries from my brain - caused by the sudden change in behaviour and intention - now you and her are gently touching - with a linger - with a dalliance and the way you lean out to kiss - like a praying mantis with the slow assured movement others may not have understood - certainly the fly knows nothing of what is happening - and suddenly the flower opens revealing its potency - its sensuality - the pink velvet lips - the little nub - that small source of great power - that little gate to the garden of pleasure - barred - slammed closed by my decision not to change - my refusal to take that first step - to say that word - sorry - so - once again I was that angry freak waiting for the worst to happen.
