Losing Your Virginity


A ribbon swirls
It pirouettes in all sorts of twirls and trajectories
In the palms of a gymnast in a floor exercise
It embellished birthday gifts and certificates of Ph.D.s.
It only knows the crispy feel
Of a newborn freshness.

And I swiveled like a ribbon
Danced like a gymnast, gifted my body in sheer bliss
To a stamp that unlocks the sweet spots
To a landslide of nectar. I made something musky
So sweet. A foul-smelling, rotting
Piece of flesh that ripened like a mango
And burst inside out.

A ribbon once cut is gone forever.
I was now a man who could rally his troupes
To beautiful melees. A little death
Was an inevitability and phosphorescence
Glowed like a neon street light.
Full moon was now smiling ear to ear

Bozo had finally found his most trusted gag.
His squirting flower.


Published by

meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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