never had sex with dylan

never had sex with dylan

i received tremendous oral sex

whilst enjoying the harmonies

of Deja Vu

and again,

to a brass cloud background

of Angel’s Egg

(both of which

were more fun for all involved

than fingering a girl

to the seesaw rhythms

of a 7” push it)

i’ve been on top

with a welsh girl,

riding high to Superunknown

and beneath for NOLA

and some sideways ways

for Audioslave

and just confused

backlit by a loud Attenborough documentary about wales

(the mammal, not the country)

much as I enjoy the music of dylan,

i’ve not used him for sex

nor had sex with him

(i imagine a cosy experience

with cuddling

and inhaling

on the exhale)

many have though

he is perhaps partially responsible

for peaks

those sheer mountains on an annual graph

in a chilly office

for social demographics