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It is the subconscious enmity Of the men and women in it. You may hear it in the labored breathing, See it in the eyes that seek for salvage As hawkers swoop and seize in isolation. If sex were meant to be an inhibition, Would God have planned it in dependent atoms? The poet speaks as though it were a cloak To smarten the circumstance of living— Poor old flabby Bacon— Miss Ruth's too young to know beyond solicitation— Some never see the enmity of sexes, Having minds that sift no ash— But Anabelle is scarred and states the reason, And Draemer says a woman is the open door to boredom. In each The over-sense of sex Idles the libido to sterile purpose And motivates in Jevons Block To evade responsibility.