Not Sleeping Together – a poem

Not Sleeping Together

 

Not sleeping together

Having sex.

Not passed away

Dead.

Euphemisms abound

To disguise

Reality.

Rather than facing

The truth

We sugarcoat

The pill,

Lest too much

Truth

Upsets,

Or reality

Offends.

 

Opher – 3.2.2019

 

 

I do get annoyed with all the sanitising of reality. I’d rather call a fuck a fuck.

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