Monday, August 29, 2016

The Weight of It All

I was ready
to consume this woman
I’d fantasized about,
to visit the extracurricular
erotic netherworld
she was promising.

I was ready to meet her
surreptitiously in Seattle,
and I was ready to cross the line
she’d been writing
in lipstick and perfume
and emails.

I was ready to fake
to lie to
to deceive the one
I lived with
and do whatever I needed
to taste this ambrosia.

I was ready to do what
my morality previously forbade,
and had purchased the condoms
to do it.

I was ready for the
weight of it all.

Then, my live-in called
my office to tell me
that my father died
of a heart attack
that afternoon.

Suddenly,
at 35 years old
I had to grow up.

I still went to Seattle
three months later
and it was everything
she promised,

which only proved
I wasn’t ready
to be a man
yet.

13 comments:

  1. Wow, this is an amazing story. I smiled at the closing lines.

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  2. We live and learn, eh? Sounds like you did get to the growing up, though.

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  3. I wonder if we ever grow up given the right incentive...

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  4. Wow. This is really fine writing, Mosk.

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  5. It ended with a twist I wasn't expecting. Fantasies come true.
    ..

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  6. Is it very bad and wrong of me to be glad it was everything she promised?

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  7. An authentic monologue of modern man.

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  8. I was ready to do what
    my morality previously forbade,
    and had purchased the condoms
    to do it.

    haha nice one.

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  9. "to visit the extracurricular
    erotic netherworld
    she was promising" ... Ha. That's hilarious.

    "I was ready to cross the line
    she’d been writing
    in lipstick and perfume" ... Clever.

    "... and had purchased the condoms
    to do it" ... I love this, the way it completes what you said just before.

    I really like this too: "I was ready for the
    weight of it all."

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  10. Temptation, it speaks of escape, but never consequence. It appears you needed the consequence of maturity. Great writing! Thanks so much for all the times you stop by and read my blog. I so appreciate it!

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  11. Mosk, your ending has stuck with me this week. Such a discovery, slicker than sex.

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