Bikini Studies
https://poems.culturing.net/2026/09/08/bikini-studies/
She gazes
with perfect skin
exposed, except
her erogenous zones.
She is seen
but not touched,
and remains unknown.
Can this make her happy?
Or does she pose
for the pleasure
of others?
Pleasure is one possibility,
cruelty another. Does she wish to impose
a double bind, inviting
and thwarting desire in a single bound?
She wishes to leap over nature, and seeks revenge
for the suffering of centuries of women.
She sets herself free,
and gives man no reason for hope.
The bikini is chastity in disguise,
holy kink, cut off from fertility
and the goddess of love.
It will never satisfy.
What will satisfy? Only
a mutual knowing, in toto, especially one
that breeds children, willing
to bear life's burdens to the end.
She is not empowered by the cheapening
of desire, but instead brought down
to the level of entertainment.
Would she find the divine
in chastisement, punishment
inflicted on men who cannot help gazing
and therefore deserve to be punished?
Or would she find loneliness
when only castrati remain?
What inspires this reflection? Perhaps hidden rage
for the overexposure of something sacred,
the desolation of mystery, the final revelation
of woman as shrink-wrapped candy.
Could anything be more blasphemous?
The goddess will not endure the sacrilege
and flees to some hidden chamber
where love can endure.
Seek her, seeker. She answers.
