Thursday, November 16, 2006
The Sex Life of Lab Rats
This is a poem that I came across a while ago and, being a scientist who enters rat sexual liaisons into a day planner, it struck a chord with me.
The Sex Life of Lab Rats
The sex-life of scientists is wild and cruel,
A rabid flailing of bodies
On a clean tile floor. Unplanned,
The uproar consumes
The dinner hour, hunger racing
Along the walls. Experiments neglected
Among the tubes and pumps, as the clawing
And the pawing disturbs the sanitary air.
The sex-life of lab rats is foreign and precise,
One body courteously mounting another
In a maze of possibilities. Empirical
Exploration, clothes folded neatly,
The liaison entered in the day
Planner. The project was a success,
They say; copulation occurred
Before time ran out.
by Christopher Doda
The Sex Life of Lab Rats
The sex-life of scientists is wild and cruel,
A rabid flailing of bodies
On a clean tile floor. Unplanned,
The uproar consumes
The dinner hour, hunger racing
Along the walls. Experiments neglected
Among the tubes and pumps, as the clawing
And the pawing disturbs the sanitary air.
The sex-life of lab rats is foreign and precise,
One body courteously mounting another
In a maze of possibilities. Empirical
Exploration, clothes folded neatly,
The liaison entered in the day
Planner. The project was a success,
They say; copulation occurred
Before time ran out.
by Christopher Doda
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