"Nothing Is as Boring as an Atheist" [by Mitch Sisskind]

Trapped on a long drive with an atheist
I closed my eyes and sought refuge in 
My earliest erotic fantasies of capture 
By an Apache warrior maiden, cruel
At first but then merely unpredictable.
As the atheist droned on the scent of
Formaldehyde characteristic of his
Persuasion suffused the vehicle and
Obligated me to explain this aroma 
To the warrior maiden who fiercely 
Demanded ‘What’s that awful smell?’
‘Formaldehyde,’ I answered and 
With a shrill war-whoop she bared
Her breasts and pounced on me.