To the Dearly Departed Body Part Dearest

"Beyond all Reasonable doubt, a soul is a something or other with body parts --    
though each member is immaterial."    
-- a something or other of a huge, thick thing  
immaterial    
   
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The most erotic part of each dead woman is her "soul,"    
that naughty something hosts of somethings still cannot resist,    
especially that sexy something smart on birth control,    
yet sans VD on seeing its venereologist --    
the eager something's no thing hot for one eternal tryst,    
the no thing's nothing having not been touched intact untorn,    
the something being virginal to tease the fantasist,    
whose half-inch thing a half-inch grows on being full reborn --    
to rise erect before the no thing bald of nothings shorn,    
a thing desirous of the something's no thing large engorged,    
no longer of a stink, dried-up, and tragically timeworn,    
true love by one-inch things and no things juicy solely forged --    
for factual it is among the faithful sans one doubt    
both things and no things love to bonk in Hell till all burnt out.    
   
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a dedication of Respect    
for    
the Pain in the immaterial world of no classy erotica material    
for soulful spermicide donors of masturbatory fantasies    
somewhat less than keen    
   
a revolving helios sonnet menippean satire on    
soulless sex with sexless souls    
   
april, 2023 -- not much ado about no thing in heavens    
(or yet much to do in paradises for spirits bone idle)