Poem - I Wonder If

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A friend bravely shared something going on in their life that I suspect many are feeling. Society gives us mixed messages about sex and sexual relations . Religion says one thing. Peers say another. Media says something else. At the heart of the matter is how YOU feel about it, and sometimes the intimate act of sex means less than the other things in life. Does this mean a person is less than those members of society who are sexual, and through this, are continuing humanity through procreation? That’s the topic the poem “I Wonder If” tries to tackle. There are no easy answers.


I Wonder If
Poem for Day 87 – 20141219

People describe sex
the same way I describe my passions:

Distracting
Consuming
Centering

I may bake a cake
and feel the same as they feel.
I may sing a song
and feel the energy surge through me.
Why am I judged
by the driven sex lives of others?
Are all my passions
the reason I cannot measure up to them?
My friends share with me
the power of intimacy in their lives.
My friends ask of me
if I have sex to the same degree.
I cannot answer
Yes.
I wonder if I
would be more grounded if I fooled around.
I wonder if I
need to put my passions down to feel alive.
I wonder if I
am normal enough for you.

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