xx meets xy, genetically speaking. xy is a hunting & gathering soul. (which means he springs for beer). xx is the bitch goddess, blonde & blue-eyed (which means she brings the birth control). & in they wade, unceremoniously splashed. children of experience escape delirious, daydreaming of apples & adders scaling their chutes & ladders, while the honey coated music hums: VOID-if-DETACHED-VOID-if-DETACHED-VOID-if-DETACHED. a crescendo -- catch that wave! -- of resonating innuendo. gidget mommy shindig splendid gartered or bikini clad. daddy-o resident transcendent in seas of whiskeyed sweat & insect repellent. they look like tadpoles. somebody spread the word up & down the beach: ozzie & harriet are buried in the sand. with reason far from reach, summer sun simmering mad so close to skin & tongues & coaxing hands. a memo to: masters & johnson from: annette & cubby WHEN CAN WE TAKE OFF OUR MOUSE EARS?
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