Once reproduction needs
Have been put to bed
The Pleasure Center illuminates
Like stars in the night sky

Same-*** genital rubbing
In Bonobo groups
***** Dolphins swimming furiously
And that ******* in your nightstand

****** light bulbs
Of dopamine and oxytocin
To fit one’s socket
And personal preference.

The Center for all
Exceptional satisfactions,
And the sinister ones,
Chained to the dungeon of the ID

Advancement flirts with darkness.
With denser crenulations
Comes a twisted taste
Can you guess whose tongue it belongs to?


Let’s stick a Chimpanzee
In a cardboard box
And see if it’ll learn
To behave.

Seal it up
Using locks and chains.
Cut a hole for air
And regurgitated slop.

Leave it there
To feel the remorse
Of being a wild animal,
The audacity to abide by nature!

Take it out.
Thank isolation
For the remedy
To all of it’s barbaric ways

Dress it up and make it play
With all of your closest friends
While it chews their faces off cartilage
The only way it knows how.