sex in the library.3gp
Channel: les mots
Date: 2012-06-03

Sex in the Library; or, Comparative Intercourse
  
i.
the upperclassmen and bougie professors 
,men and/or women of leisure,
recline on unclean couches 
questioning kisses
like stapled stacks of ungraded papers
grasping at flesh like a lint remover 
never pressing hard enough to arouse a pulse of pleasure 
merely tracing the contours of reoccurring power structures.

ii.
illiterate underclassmen occupy 
spaces bolted in oblivion
muffle their moans between bit lips 
hide themselves behind wood and stone
hiking skirts and shirts pulling down pants 
just far enough to expose flashes of sex, 
squatting in unused reading rooms, beneath barren desks 
blank pages and absent classes, 
aware of evil without ever knowing it, or good.

iii.
but you and I, 
two people who appreciate the written and unwritten words of the world
connoisseurs of literature 
        the subtext of sex and text
engorged with the fleshing and conflicts of characters
drop our leaves and unbind desire 
between the canon's centuries of couplings. 
right and wrong sing their song and swirl around us
in an orgy of unfrustrated inter{s}textuality
chanting in a chorus of tantric verse
speaking in licks of fire and smoke of breath
knocking over a shelf here, 
a movement there, an entire language (where?) 
until, perched high upon a heap of history's bindings, 
past and future arch their backs in a present gasp
eruption & destruction 
the whole human race's heart burning and beating and pounding and yearning 
for the propagation of something new 
a need whose purpose could only be 
satiated by the couplings of two disparate forms
and the death of another.  

iv.
it was, after all, us, and not Caesar's ships that burnt Alexandria to the ground.