A poster, on the wall
I don't really remember the content.
Horses, I think
that, or some pop star
It's upstairs.
I wonder, why is that?
Maybe it's to send out
imagery
of a princess in a tower.
Then again
is she that subtle?
Perhaps.
Stairs. Usually, she walks ahead
Is that a message?
Does that mean something?
O, the enigma
that a young man's brain
must comprehend.
Every step, moving closer. A glimpse -
a poster, on the wall.
Horses, should be.
Prancing, harmless -
alien, but not a threat
to a young man's mind.
Worse, I think
when there's a pop star.
Is that a message?
Does that mean something?
Does she dream about him?
What young man
can compete
with a poster?
Enigma,
an alien landscape.
Ascending the stairs
nothing
could be more foreign.
A young man
I have travelled the depths of space,
the vast jungle,
the darkest caves.
Yet nothing
could be more foreign.
It's too pink in here
it stings my eyes
Yet to me, it seemed so tasteful
it creates an atmosphere
I breathe in my imaginary spacesuit
Seeing myself as an explorer
of the forbidden zone.
She opens a drawer
O! Mystery -
I wish, but mute
An hour alone
To breathe this air,
explore the zone
And yet I know
she is why it exists.
To a young man's mind
it's all so strange
No macho men
with puffing cigars
No vrooming cars, or dinosaurs
At its height, perhaps a pink
Chevrolet, with Barbie in.
A game – it's what's within the box
I don't remember, now
I think that it was Dominoes?
Or maybe a deck of cards.
Regardless
It happened many times
a game is neutral.
The language of the game is one
We both speak, I and her -
this alien from realms that I
A young man, cannot understand.
It's like a diplomatic meeting,
we meet, salute, and play
an endless game, because I fear
the unknown – and who doesn't?
What if I end the game, right now?
What if I say, ”Let's play instead”?
But how?
How does a girl have fun?
And
Can boys really do that?
No astronaut
could save me now
I've gone too far
Where am I?
I'm in the room
of a girl.
Forbidden Zone.
I wait for the night,
but not like a man.
I fear.
A poster, on the wall
is the last thing I see when -
Finally -
it's become time to go home.
I leave the Zone, I leave her realm
and shaking,
I swear, not to return. Walking
down the stairs
I regret everything.
There is so much about them
That a young man's brain
must learn.
