A film about a confession
Something to admit to as you see it presently
It becomes knowledge
Of self
That a man expresses his love
Through his body
And mating becomes
The chemistry of love
Except when it’s not
Sometimes it devolves to gender conflict
Baboon thinking
Territory, ownership, conflict
I am aware of the basis of insecurity
It is a below the line emotion
It kills
When any thought of objectivity
Enters it 
It clouds seeing the human being 
As an equal
A human with different bits
Same skin
Same fears
Of doing a decent job at reproduction
It is the same genetic coding
On the X and Y axis
That we collide