a choice made

a choice made

A Poem by delapruch
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when they met

the discussion went as such

a.“do you see yourself having

children?”

b.”no.  there are far too many things

that i want to do in this life.  a

child would just complicate matters.

besides, the responsibility!  i can

barely keep myself together, much

less prop up a kid emotionally,

financially…ugh, and the worry of it

all…no way.  not for me.”

a.”so glad to hear you say that.  i

thought i was the only one!”

 

and one thing led to another,

the birds hung out with the bees &

during the time spent,

she found herself missing that time

of the month,

so, without his “permission,” she as a

free & independent woman,

made a choice.

 

yes, a choice, her choice,

had been made.

 

somehow, and though she forgets now

that she is alone again & he is long gone,

the information regarding her choice

came out---

either he caught on, via his own

investigation, or it spun its way out in

an argument, during the inevitable souring

of the may to december.

 

the calamity that ensued

was unexpected, to understate his reaction

immensely,

for it seems that this wannabe father in

disguise, was just saying what had to be said

at the time,

to get in said lady’s pants,

so that the bees & the birds could hang out,

as they do.

 

he threw a little fit,

like a child on the playground

who got his ipod stolen &

was running round with tears in his

eyes, hoping that mommy would

come & save him---

“why didn’t you discuss this with me?!!”

he pleaded,

then in his after-school-special sort of

manner, he

got on his soap box & told her how such a

decision should include both the prospective

mother figure &

father figure---

but in the end, when he got down, he realized

that the future son or daughter which he had

led the whole world to believe that he DID NOT

want,

was now gone forever &

so he had to take his 40-250 million sperm that

would pop out of him the next time he got some &

walk back out into the dating world again,

this time with the foreknowledge that

a woman doesn’t have to figure out what he is

really thinking,

just because he wants her to & that

her body is

HER BODY---

period.

© 2012 delapruch


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delapruch

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