Maenad

We go from one rave to the other
for we do not believe in
getting up early to work the next day
get up from bed
if both your set of balls are not stuck together
like when Daddy
found the stray dogs
attached to each other’s balls
he had to hose them
in water quite winter cold.
We go from one bed to the other
hoping to find the one
with the right amount of warmth
and the right body to emanate it from
if you believe in things like love
commitment, and the equation
that states that the sum of those two parts
equals felicity, whether domestic or not.
We go like maenads
for if we cannot have love before our 30’s
we will enter a state of frenzy
this city is too cruel
too cold
for a cold bed with just one body in it
lonely is cruel
as is the frenzy of finding another.