By Emma Sharn
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Preface
Poem Page
copyright@emmasharn2009
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Oh penis, won’t you face the wall, I can’t get you up at all,
you make me feel like a fool, when you shrink and won’t stand tall.
The mood has gone as you won’t perk, now you’re driving me berserk,
my partner’s trying not to laugh, she gave up, now she’s in the bath.
Fear explains the reason why, he will not point towards the sky,
look away and let him be, give him back his dignity.
Effective Contraceptive
What better contraceptive than the one that puts you off it?
Lately I feel much more like a sibling than a rabbit.
If this hell continues, he might have to join the priesthood,
but since we’re a couple, I don’t really think he should.
So easy for my doctor, as he tries to look concerned.
He finishes his work day with another lesson learned,
the contraceptive pill is on its way to being burned.
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Condoms
No Shame
The reason is too obvious why we are coming here,
only we can know how much it took to face our fear.
We’re keeping it a secret, so we didn’t tell our mothers,
it doesn’t get much easier as we sit here with others.
This waiting room is swallowing up every part of me,
we avoid each other’s eyes in lack of privacy.
I hope that I don’t meet by chance, the people from my past,
if I get recognised here, I hope news won’t travel fast.
Its warm in here, the air is tense and fear is floating round,
I try not to think about what’s making my heart pound.
Out of boredom I am forced to stare at things around,
the only clue I have is when I listen to each sound.
As the nurse runs in and out, I wait to hear my number,
I become so tired I almost drift into a slumber.
It takes a lot of courage and I'm glad that I came here,
we can hope that others bring themselves to face their fear.
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Clinic
Promiscuous
they know too much about me, so I feel the shame will last.
I see how they are clever, they won’t admit our fling,
Two Minutes
Oh help, the kiddies want to know just how they came about.
This is a conversation we can really do without.
Now begins a lifetime of ridiculous denial,
we search for explanations that to us will not sound vile.
This dreadful dirty act that we keep doing with a smile?
The same thing we are scared of now, as if we are on trial?
Guilty
Why has God given me use of my dick?
if it’s wrong to use it that seems like a trick!
I’m scared if I use it, that I’ll burn in hell
I’m keeping it secret so no-one can tell.
I’m still a virgin, from sex I refrain
all this pretending is really insane.
I go to my nightclub and bring a girl home,
I try my hardest to muffle her moan.
Animal Behaviour
Apologise
You made the choice to take me home, and sleep with me tonight
neither of us stopping to consider if it’s right.
Casting all our doubts away, and getting rid of fears
I don’t know if later on it will end up in tears.
Living for the moment gives us both the fantasy,
of having a fantastic time, as we are feeling free.
We have the one off chance tonight, to make it really magic
I can’t believe that didn’t happen, I think that is tragic.
You just went through the motions, like your heart was never in it,
that was such a waste of time, you squandered every minute.
There was no-one watching you, no priest beside your bed
yet you’re behaving like someone who needs to be drip fed.
You seem weighed down with second thoughts, straight after the event,
it seems quite clear to me, there’s not one second that you meant.
There was not much point in this, you stole my dignity,
you showed your lack of confidence, it transferred onto me.
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Freedom Lesson
Arrogance
This arrogant stud came down with a thud,
when he tried dragging me into his mud.
He tried hard to maintain conversation,
his motive was purely for his own elation.
Hoping to get me into his bed later,
is he my friend, or his own masturbator?
He’s getting desperate and trying much harder,
treats me like food he takes out of his larder.
I’m wondering why he won’t hire a hooker,
oh yes, I forgot, he won’t pay for a looker.
Instead he will bother me when I am busy,
this Internet Café is making me queasy.
Pole Dancer
Swap Genders
What would it be like, if we could swap genders?
Women would spend their time fixing car fenders.
The men could be experts on using our blenders,
if they cannot use them, they’d be great pretenders.
They’d stay in the kitchen and never come out,
find out what slavery’s really about.
The time of the month, twelve times a year,
push in that tampon, there’s nothing to fear.
Writhing in pain and shedding a tear,
if you need help, I’m not coming near.
Your period pain is really a curse,
are you feeling miserable? It’ll get worse.
Author’s Biography
Emma Sharn