The Life the World doesn’t Want Us to Have

Its a poem about the mediocrity of an unsatisfying life, which could allude to an unsatisfactory sex life. I could easily say this is a poem about house wives.

The Life the World doesn’t Want Us to Have
 
We can’t have bubble baths.
Not tonight. There’s a whole
world out there and it’s trouble.
 
Dishes are soaking in the tub.
The water looks like wet clay
and we don’t want our bodies in it.
 
The only reason we die is because we haven’t
found the right person to be afraid with.
 
All we do is make love on the lawn with weasels.
 
When we are done licking men beyond reason
we’re  lonely. All they left were the lights off.