Turn Down the Volume

'Who wants to be stuck.
Crushed.
Or caught rushing...
Into the arms of another lover!
Give it time, Amanda!
Nick will not see this
As a friendship social call!
He will catch us on the Bear rug...
And assume we've had sex,
Just because we are bare ass and naked!
And since we are...let's have sex! ? '

I thought you said you were bringing something home,
That was wholesome, natural and down to Earth?

~It is, Ma!
The message is of 'piece'.
It's raw and natural!
Down to Earth...
And the video supplier says
The packing is recycable!
And you said I should say NO to sex! ?
I have!
But, Ma...
You said nothing about me watching it gettin' done!
And this ain't even 'porno' no more.~

Well...
Turn down the volume.
I will not have 'that' kind of talk spoken in my home!
And they wonder why you kids have filthy mouths today! ?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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