curves!

look at those curves!
who wouldn't want a one-night stand with
that lascivious, salacious hussy?
i have always wanted to have sex with her,
i did,

to me she is an ecstasy machine,
to experience rapture,
the real thing is the real thing

so i leaped at what seemed like an
unbelievable chance to carry out my fantasy,
an opportunity to spend the night with her on a
rotating queen-size bed fitted out with satin
sheets on the sixth exit ramp on the I97 Express

the exit ramp had no walls,
out in the open on a large round spinning platform,
there a big burly guard posted nearby,
if you get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night,
the guard follows you, not much of a chance for intimacy,
conditions seemed dicey, but I had to try,

it is a public-oriented mix of
performance, social interaction, theory,
theater, and fun and games,
these are opportunities to engage in an imperfect Eden,
to frolic in a playground of sex-if-ied exceptional delight,
inserting couches, mannequins, mirrors, monkeys
and squirrels into the situation,
there are jellies, oddly shaped vegetables, rubber
and feathers to experiment with and explore,
audience interaction is everything,
and i exploited my personal happy ending

yes