Sex is an inverse mountain,

when it’s sex you shouldn’t have –

you coast gleefully, carefree to the top –

a bicycle ride down to the highest,

perfect view –

and Oh what a view! but then

(Oh what a view) you’re not

atop it but under it –

that was not the climb, this is,

a getting out from under and

not dying, one hopes,

from a place you should never have been.