Dare I Say It Affects Libido?

The head of the bed, ‘headboard’ I think
it is said in proper lingo, maintains a
disproportionate sway in our sleeping
habits. Dare I say it affects libido? Okay,

I’ll say it. We’ve wanted an ornate head
to the bed always, one which said, ‘People
of refined taste sleep and fornicate here’
(‘fornicate’ because it neatly rhymes

and flexes the proper meter, whereas
‘having fantastic sex’, ‘shag’ or ‘playing
with peter’ merely states the patent
and plain-as-your face obvious)!

We do not fornicate – my love of forty
years and I are truly satisfied with whom
and what we are these days, perhaps a
trifle slower now but still no less amazed.

The headboard is anxiety, creates the
‘To be, or not to be’ of flexion. It bangs
against the blessed wall... The question
is, to wit, where and to which do we fix it?

The wall I say – the bed’s on wheels, the
bed she says – we’re no motel, a point I
must agree. And thus you see the true
debate. The question is can good sex wait?
© 13 April 2007, I.D. Carswell