Pain of Guilt [Aug 28, 1983]

Pain of guilt
of promise built
on trust
and lust
for a reason we
both know exists
and persists
to torment me
in times of want,
the drive that haunts:
the love of need
the monster seed
that born with hex
the curse of sex

Relief
is my belief
a release,
however brief:
the love that bleeds,
the monster freed
my in-born hex
my need of sex

Masculinity,
the esteemed trinity
of you and me,
and us.
The fields of rust
On wasted lust.
I drink the poisoned potion
My downfall the devotion:
to wants of sex,
the lives it wrecks.
the monstrous need
that I must feed.

Post-coital depression,
A timely recession
A welcome reception
to another session
of keeping man alive
the need on which we thrive,
the guilty stain
the bearer of pain
that fit of passion
that changing fashion
the stuff of tears
that pool of fears...
I wish I could erase
the sin of my race.
But I must heed
the loving need
It's in our fate
to procreate