The Reproductive Act
Alternate title: ‘Fuck’s sake, Alabama’
Okay this Alabama news has forced my hand
I’ve wanted to write
For quite some time
About the reproductive act
Not the legislation
But the fornication
I’ll turn 49 this year
And to this day
I remain shocked that the reproductive act
Is associated with sexual intercourse in any way
It’s really all wrong
How will we ever address human over-population?
For years I have been thinking
Of what the reproductive act should look like
To slow our collective roll
Here are a few examples
To prevent human over population
Men should be required to do the following
Before their bodies became capable of reproduction:
Walk 10 miles on your bare knees first
Atop a bed of half-inch gravel
With a 30minute interview at every mile
To be asked if we really wish to continue
Down this path
You get the idea I’m going for here?
The reproductive act ought to be a bit more challenging
Just a tad
Like rubbing elbows with your lover for 24 hours
Until they start bleeding
Then swimming in a salt-water sea
Ten miles out to a craggy seagull shit-covered outcrop
Where you had to stand naked for a week
Before being able to allow your body the chance
To take part in the reproductive act
Instead, what are we dealing with?
One of the body’s most pleasurable moments
Capitalism requires overpopulation to feed its greedy maw
Prevent all marketing and advertising that promotes the act
We don’t need any more encouragement
Than we already feel