Friday, March 09, 2007

Molly Parkin poem on a sexual encounter

POEM BY MOLLY PARKIN ON SEXUAL ENCOUNTER, 2005. WRITTEN, 2006, FIRST PUBLIC PERFORMANCE 2007.

LAS VEGAS LAY

LAST XMAS AT 73, I HAD UNPROTECTED SEX IN LAS VEGAS
WITH A 23YR OLD SURFER FROM MELBOURNE
A KIWI, WHO SHARED HIS BIRTHPLACE WITH ERROL FLYNN
HIS SEDUCTION TECHNIQUE WAS THE SAME
WE MET IN THE GAMBLING CASINO
"YOU'RE BLOODY GORGEOUS, ANY CHANCE?" WERE HIS FIRST WORDS
BUT IRRESISTIBLE WITH IT. TYPICAL SURFER, TURQUOISE EYES TWINKLING,
TANNED,TONED,BLOND CREW CUT. WHO COULD RESIST, ONLY ME.
"CHANCE?" I SAID COLDLY, HEART RACING JUST LOOKING AT HIM
"CHANCE OF A FUCK?"
"NO WAY!"
"WHY NOT?"
"HOW OLD ARE YOU?"
"23."
"I'M 73, THAT'S A GAP OF FIFTY YEARS."
"SO, YOU MAY BE 73, BUT I BET YOU'RE WARM AND WET AND JUICY DOWN BELOW."
"SORRY," I CORRECTED HIM. "COLD AS A TOAD AND DRY AS A MOTH'S WING."
"NOW I'M AROUSED. GIMMEE A KISS."
HE RAISED A BOY'S FACE TO ME, WHICH REMINDED ME OF MY 18YR OLD GRANDSON
SWEET AND INNOCENT AND TRUSTING AND PURE.
SO I PECKED HIM ON THE CHEEK. THAT I COULDN'T RESIST, IT GAVE ME PLEASURE TO DO SO.
IT WASN'T ENOUGH. "MOUTH, MOUTH," HE SAID URGENTLY, PUCKERING UP.
SO I PECKED THAT.
"FRENCH - TONGUES, I WANT TONGUES!" HE FORCED MY LIPS APART WITH HIS TONGUE
AND SLAVERED IT DOWN TO MY TONSILS.
SOMETHING EXTRAORDINARY HAPPENED THEN. MY QUIM SPRANG TO ATTENTION.
THE BLOOD COURSED THROUGH MY ENTIRE BODY AS I FELT HIS TAUT ERECTION
THROUGH THE THIN SILK OF MY CLOTHING.......
FIFTY YEARS EVAPORATED IN THAT SPLIT SECOND.
WE WERE BOTH 23 AND HUNGRY, STARVING FOR EACH OTHER.
MY SELF-IMPOSED CELIBACY MELTED IN THAT UNEXPECTED MEETING.
WITHIN MOMENTS WE WERE MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE IN THE LAVATORY.
END

14 comments:

Myrna said...

Utterly illegible, sorry.

Duralex said...

I suppose you suppose I'm supposed to be shocked... :-)

nsfl said...

Myrna - It's perfectly legible. You should master English before your next attempt at lit crit.

flagrante said...

It might be legible but it's certainly unreadable.

Myrna said...

Excuse me? I said illegible, not unreadable. Until Ms. Parkin learns how to type properly, her text won't be a poem to me, but a... capital punishment!

Anonymous said...

OK..a Kiwi..from Melbourne, but born in Hobart Tasmania...something fishy here..no i'm not talking about her 'quim'

Anonymous said...

..good for you Ms Parkin. Age is irrelevant, it's wonderful that you can be so spontaneous..your critics are jealous..

Myrna said...

Jealous? Yeah, right... I'll let you know whether I'm jealous or not... when I'm 73 :-)

flagrante said...

I'm not knocking her spontaneity, I'm just saying that pressing 'enter' in the middle of a sentence does not make this gibberish a poem.

Anonymous said...

Kiwi = New Zealander
Aussie = Melbournian or Tasmanian
You're forgiven if of course the surfer was born in Hobart, raised in New Zealand and lived in Melbourne before relocating to Las Vegas...

Ron Lyre said...

My god what a bunch of boring old farts.Smile damn you smile.

Bella said...

ewwwwwwww I'm 19 and am genuinely scarred for life now...

Bella said...

and Ron Lyre, finding it hard to smile with such crude detail given by a 70 odd year old about sexual encounters with someone around my age... vom x 1000000 gonna be having nightmares from now on

Madame Arcati said...

Don't be so ageist. This is not the 20th Century, y'know. When you're 70-odd you may want a cock up you, too.