Yesterday I wrote a few poems to cheer up your weekend.
Stalked by our own virility
The cthonic monster of fertility
Will drown us in our own flesh.
The Malthusian oceans of humanity
Riding swells of pleasure and vanity
Have snared us in its mesh.
Like a flood
Sweeping all before it.
Like a fire
Turning it to ash
Like a plague
Dissolving the breath
In the pangs of pleasure.