The Principle of Getting Laid
The Principle of Getting Laid
Aubrey Bahala
There was an exquisite sight of two people
Frantically shaking as their eyes met in that dark
Corner of the parking lot where they used to
Make an unknown ceremony of two lost bodies.
He’s now twenty-five. She’s still minor.
He asked her what she knows, if she’s still immature
To not understand that having the both of them
Do it is not committing a crime to their own selves.
In fact, it should have been a favor: a favor to
Release all the juices, squeeze out their emotions
Back then. In the 22nd day of the month,
Fifty-six weeks ago.
What was exactly his feeling towards her?
What was the ultimate dream she had of him?
Why haven’t they accepted the call of the World
To lie down and let their skin touch each others’?
Why was she so nervous, so scared, and so childlike?
Why was he not considerate of her feelings?
And now, she’s been with every man that makes her
Feel like she has never been treated properly and never been loved.
With all the desire and madness,
She’s still dreaming of his flesh,
Carefully being inserted into her.
