you must be careful what you think
while fucking
in that slippery slide some brain cells are making links
between what you smell and how you feel
and forevermore a certain perfume will get you hard
she’s fucking your brains out and you accidentally think about banking
and then pow! there go some new links
and suddenly you love banking and you’re a fucking banker
and you never intended to be a banker but here you are banking
years pass with all the fucking adding new ideas
and some stick real well and change who you get to fuck
and one day, one day you fuck an art girl you meet at some gallery show
she is pierced and has a tattoo and fucks those who buy her art
and loves absurd things and so she decided to fuck a banker
and there, on her mattress atop another mattress (an art bed)
under a painting, in a small room made golden by her homemade lightshade
she fucks you and you think about art and creativity and letting it go
and banking slides away and the old you comes back
for a moment the old you is there
nourished by cunt, fucked into life, for a while
and then carried out into the world, out into your car
and you see yourself, your suit, your haircut, your fucking banker house
your fucking banker wife, your fucking banker children
yourfuckingbankerfriends, yourfuckingbankerlife
FUCK
so what i’m saying is
it’s probably not a good idea to think about banking
if you’re fucking
unless you want to be a banker