Jail Bait

The sun is setting on a day, a life. Her parents sit
Outside with cocktails on my patio as she, fifteen,
And, therefore, all too eager to determine how
Her hormones have refigured her from self-assured
And haughty curveless twelve year-old to something
Unexpected, something men must have, has gathered
Power with this change. She watches me as I stand
By the bar, transfixed. She wants to know if I
Would fornicate with her. Of course I would, as would
Most men. I won't, as I would lose my friends and
Also be thrown into jail, but my desire's what she wants,
And she, once she has seen it, slinks away, back to
The patio, and I, the pawn, whose loss means nothing,
Make my way back out there, too, defeated, deeply
Shadowed, as the sun signals the ending of a day,
Another life.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-06-21 at 01:29

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