The reported sex was never as good

or even as bad

as it was in the real world.

The sex could be broken,

never happen,

or earth-shattering,

but none of that conveys itself

easily into words poems videos pictures images graphics sentences paragraphs papers essays spoke words or anything really,

there was nothing,

nothing that could justify it.

Often it came across neutral.

An act, a thing, an object.

Sex is more of an emotion,

and it isnt performance-based always,

that's no game sheet,

sometimes bad sex is still good,

and good sex is bad and vacant, void, emotionless, 

EMPTY,

that's the chaos of sex.

Sometimes sex drives all thoughts,

pushes all things,

is all thigs to everybody,

wants to be begged for and wants someone on their knees

gasping for SOMETHING to break the monotony;

life.