I’ve been working on my guest spot at “The Dildettes at Buddies! THASSRIGHT.” One of the requirements, for some reason, was to write a piece that included, in some way, a dildo. Fitting one in isn’t as easy as it sounds 🙂 I resisted the temptation to do a top ten list of songs that were originally about dildo’s: Dilly Jean; Teenage Dill Dream; etc. because it was too easy – Walk on The Dillside.
fence gallery
I wanted something that wasn’t directly about the dildo – no descriptions of life from the dill’s point of view, or a how to buy, use or break-up with one: “The Dill is Gone.” But something that showed how a dill can become a part of one’s sexual vocabulary in a sensible, as opposed to a fetishy, way.
shady nook painting
As I started the piece it took its own direction and shape. Like many of my pieces it pretty much wrote itself in a first draft over two days. I let it simmer for awhile before going back into it for pacing, sequence and story – not that there is a real story in this just snippets of various conversations stitched together and some very soft-core sex thrown in to pull it together.
green glass
Some of my thoughts & readings on identity, our expectations of love vs. sex got into the mix, as well as a thread about getting old. I’ve met some guys under 30 who think meeting the right guys means never having to look for sex again. Or that when one gets to a certain age sex becomes unimportant. I smile, nod & move on.
The Future of Sex
he kisses like he means it
like he needs it
as much as I do
there is no rush to get naked
but there is a need to
we mean to be bare with each other
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the compulsion of the flesh
a subtext for our concerns
about each other’s activities
his work
family at xmas
driving conditions
my writing
our notions of love
not that we are talking
about being in love with each other
but what love means to people
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I’d say to men
but it doesn’t really vary
from gender to gender
he’s seeing someone he likes
I’m living with the same man
for over thirty years
is this enough for either of us
or is this need for enough
a reflection of a cultural social paradigm
that says we have to seek a mate
for life
to make our lives fulfilled and satisfying
that we need to settle down
we’ll have someone
to look after us when we get too old
to look after ourselves
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so we won’t end up lonely bitter old piles of bones
stranded in a corner of a geriatrics ward
with only our memories of great sex
to keep us warm
too feeble to appeal to anyone
to even reach for a dildo
because honey there ain’t no handbook
on gay geriatric sex
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I’m pretty sure the will to live
is tied into the will to get it off
but because age is so disgusting
only dildos will be willing to do the job
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he rolls to face me
erections touching
says lets worry about the future of sex
after the sex of the moment
oops
TOpoet 