by Jacq Mayoral Olascuaga
Last night, I went to town
I had two beautiful ladies accompanying me
Three technically, that is if you count the one who stood aside,
She did nothing besides simply watching us consummate
I was nervous, obviously, I dreamed of this moment for so long
So much could go wrong,
So much went right.
The first women, with legs crafted from a blacksmith, had helped me the most
The second woman, understated and never of use to me, finally became useful when she finished me off
The third woman, someone I didn’t even think would stay, only provided commentary and quips
When it went wrong, she was the only one who provided comfort in between her laughter
Music had accompanied us,
It tends to follow me along though I didn’t pay much mind this time
Fading into white noise as I spent my time with the two women by my hands
After everything though,
After they left me dazed and starry eyed,
I learned to hide myself with hats and wraps
Slowly,
Ever so slowly,
Will I be able to look at myself in the mirror again
White Noise Zine 