Analysis of Sex Texted
Lawrence S. Pertillar 1947 (Connecticut)
To hint without a clue,
As to what a sending it...
In a text to download meant.
Today only means with an emoji to see,
The having of sex.
If accepted before someone else agrees.
These days there is little use or need,
To meet anyone to discovery a shared...
A possiblity to have chemistry.
Or similiar interests with time invested.
These days patience to have it,
For many means unnecessary time to waste.
When,
With the use of a computer or cellphone...
Everything one wants to expose,
Is shown bare from neck down.
And done to video,
Up close and well below one's waist.
We all today are living in times,
No matter what it takes...
For temporary pleasures,
To satisfy them had anytime or place...
Regardless of a face not to see.
Guarantees in secret to meet.
Before names are exchanged.
Whether or not they are believed to deceive.
And...
As long as it is sex said to want desperately.
With whoever shows up and personally,
Looking like a lipstick wearing pig.
Or a gorilla attempting in disguise,
To hide the appearance...
Of a werewolf pretending to be,
A romantically inclined Casanova!
'Uh...
Yes I am what it is you see.
And you are just as delicious,
From head to toe I can not wait to eat.
Although this masquerade you wear,
Is a disappointment.
Since I wanted to have you naked and bare.
And I must say to admit it now,
I have a preference for steak.
Rare to have it easily to digest.'
'What difference now does that make?'
'Well...
Too be honest.
That lipstick you have on your lips?
Reminds me of kryptonite.
Something used to weaken the strength,
Of my power.
To do anything what it is I like.
And the last person I met,
With hopes to enjoy...
Had the nerve to confess as I undressed,
To actually be Catwoman.
Once to have had an affair with Superman.
Hypnotizing him,
To remove his cape.
In full view to then lower,
His powerful red drawers to expose...
What she had hoped would be,
Bigger than her index finger.
To then laugh hysterically.
Until he flew out of her sight.
And all the time I suspected her to be,
An undercover detective.
Hoping I would think of her,
As Red Riding Hood.'
'None of this makes any sense at all.
You want me or not?'
'Are you kidding?
With that attitude?
I rather go home and be with my wife!'
'And may I ask,
What is she like?'
'Well...
If I drink long enough.
And pretend we are both,
Visitors to a zoo.
Instead of caged with anticipation,
We would produce a beast or two.
Although,
Neither of us seemed to care one bit.
After I drank myself to imagine her,
Elizabeth Taylor.
Cleopatra I could not resist.
Or the animals we were to be.
Masquerading to fiction being human beings,
In a cage unlocked.
With a TV on constantly.
That the zookeepers hope,
Would one day have us completely believe.
And you?
How about you?'
'Today?
I wish I was caged.
And locked up with a raging bull.
Doing everything I could,
To please his neverending needs!'
'That's too sacrificial.
Much too out of my range.'
'I know.
I am aware of it now and convinced.
But that bull?
I made that request to text it.
And I got no response!
Leaving to feel rejected.
Without the bull but left to smell the B.S.'
'All of it.
All of this is nothing but nonsense.
To text has yet left anyone sane.
'Tell me about it.'
'Where are you going?'
'Home.
Hopefully to have someone young,
Believe I am a Cougar.
Alone in need wishing for a student.
Wanting to be pleased.
And experience the claws,
Of an imitating Cougar.
Regardless of the age I am going to lie to be!'
'What about my nuts?
Today?
That doesn't even matter any more!
If they are bare to expose and out there?
Who cares?
As long as the sex to have is had and there!
With or without nuts to share!'
'You have a point.
My husband is a bottom!'
'Huh?
You told me you were caged with a wife.'
'I thought so too.
Until one night she rolled over to say,
What I wanted her to do to me...
She couldn't do it.
Since she was not born equipped that way.
I then told the zookeeper about it.'
'What did they do?
What did they say?'
'I was told to be patient and give it time.
And watch more TV.
To discover I would find,
More beginning to love...
The flavor and taste of tossed salad!'
'Exactly.
And I refused to become a vegetarian.
I'm old fashion and could care less,
About the rapid changing of lifestyles!'
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (27%) Etheree (22%) |
Metre | 110101 1110101 001111 0110111111 01011 1010011101 111110111 11101010001 0111100 10101011010 1110111 11010100111 1 10110010110 1011101 111111 011100 11010111 110111001 110111 110010 110111011 010101111 0101011 011101 10111101101 0 1111111111000 10101101000 10101101 10010010001 110010 10101011 00100001010 1 11111111 01111010 1111111111 110111 10010 11101111001 011110111 11010011 1111100101 11001111 1 1110 1111111 01111 10111001 1110 111011111 0011011 11101 1011011101 1100110 11111011100 11 10111 0111110 110011101 111111 10101010 111100 01111101 01011010011 1010010 1011110 11101 111110111 11111 1110 1110 1101101111 0111 1111 1 111101 001111 100101 011110010 11010111 1 101111111 1011110100 010010 01011101 101001011 010110101010 00101 10111100 1011 1111101001 01 1011 01 11111 01110101 101011 11111 11010 111111 11 1101111001 111 11101111 011101 1011010 0101111101 111 111110110 11111101 11011 11110 1 1001111 0111010 0101101010 10111 0010001 1110010 01010111101111 10111 01 1101010101 1111101011 11 11101111101 1101111 1101 1101010 1 111101101 1111 0111111011 111001111 11011 111110111 11101011 1111 1111 11111100111 01111 1010111 101011 010011110 010 010110100100 11100111 010101011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 4,316 |
Words | 987 |
Sentences | 118 |
Stanzas | 28 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 4, 8, 8, 8, 10, 1, 20, 4, 2, 3, 2, 17, 2, 5, 2, 7, 3, 1, 1, 8, 7, 2, 2, 6, 2, 5, 4 |
Lines Amount | 150 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 116 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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Written on September 15, 2023
Submitted by lpahtillah on September 15, 2023
Modified by lpahtillah on September 16, 2023
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