For the past year or so, she’s modeled,
being cooed-at, stroked and coddled
by stylists and photographers;
no longer bothered with relating
to the guy she had been dating
with this new self-image of hers.
She may even feel that she owns sex,
but she’s entering the porno vortex.
The site her mom’s not supposed to know
has pictures and an arty video
of each model naked at her place.
Only Americans consider lewd
a pretty girl who’s posing nude,
and fashion has a changing face.
Two links away are examples of what’s next
as she’s being sucked into the porno vortex.
She was made for this career; no doubt as to her purity of intent.
Being nice to look at is one half of the accomplishment.
The world is one big girlie show –
images, everywhere you go,
of feminine anatomy.
Everyone of us is hooked
on this, as women being looked-
at is a major industry:
stimulus bypassing cerebral cortex.
Everyone is caught in the porno vortex.
Across town, some guy is lurking
online, with one hand jerking-
off to pictures of the girl of mention.
They had shared a brief attraction
but it died from his inaction
toward their mutual intention.
He’s so distanced, he never connects
with women in life outside the porno vortex.
More out-of-this world psych jams from the Los Angeles outfit, thick with noise-rock fuzz and hazy dream pop vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2021