I struggle against temperate, vicarious,
bi-curious bikers leaning against erect statuettes of covered in semen and lye,
with the matte finish of degrading copper.
Risky husks of carcasses carry straight laced cutlasses
for new age penetration.
And only for sixteen innovative sex positions involving a blowtorch,
Psychedelic titter-totter charms into chloroform stained wristwatches