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adult@16
“Maturity buds late in our genes-
My father used to say,
He lagged and felt cheated in his life,
Some girls slapped in his face in their sixteen’s,
When he proposed one of them to be his wife-
He was twenty five then.
He was married late-
To a not so beautiful wife,
(And I even contradict my mom’s algorithm),
She always spewed trouble in the name of her fate,
And she even cursed my school girl’s logarithm-
Just because of her I could not had one sister even.
Then one happening night-
Mom watched me erecting my penis,
While I was watching a blue film,
My father had with her a fight,
He pulled me like a chicken to be slaughtered on my elbow tennis-
And he drove me to the highway brothel, “GREENS”.
“Fuck my son”, he shouted to the pimps-
“Fuck him to manhood!”
“Show all of your organs to him”,
“Bring that ugly desire in his dry limbs”,
“So that no girl can slap his sin-
Who says maturity buds late in our genes?”
(He went hysterical and died of a heart attack on the spot).
[b][i]Synopsis: adult@16
The opening lines very much emphasizes the mental allergy between the two prominent genders and an ignorant volatility clouding the whole script bringing it to a rare crude breed of naturalism of the protagonists.
Quite unusual in its theme, the piece is nearly a satire that sarcastically mocks at the absence of sex education throughout, even though does not attempt to preach the same. A father takes his sixteen year old son one night to a highway brothel to kick him to vomit his manhood in front of the world. The subject may sound vulgar, however, has been treated very differently without forcing any spices of art at all. There is no message, no dilution of the situation at all, and sounds to me a tragic-comedy, the first of my typical attempts in this class. Psychopathy, mental disturbance, inner wildness, sexual exasperation, heightens the emotional strings of a portion of the human culture that is mostly untouched.[/i][/b]
My father used to say,
He lagged and felt cheated in his life,
Some girls slapped in his face in their sixteen’s,
When he proposed one of them to be his wife-
He was twenty five then.
He was married late-
To a not so beautiful wife,
(And I even contradict my mom’s algorithm),
She always spewed trouble in the name of her fate,
And she even cursed my school girl’s logarithm-
Just because of her I could not had one sister even.
Then one happening night-
Mom watched me erecting my penis,
While I was watching a blue film,
My father had with her a fight,
He pulled me like a chicken to be slaughtered on my elbow tennis-
And he drove me to the highway brothel, “GREENS”.
“Fuck my son”, he shouted to the pimps-
“Fuck him to manhood!”
“Show all of your organs to him”,
“Bring that ugly desire in his dry limbs”,
“So that no girl can slap his sin-
Who says maturity buds late in our genes?”
(He went hysterical and died of a heart attack on the spot).
[b][i]Synopsis: adult@16
The opening lines very much emphasizes the mental allergy between the two prominent genders and an ignorant volatility clouding the whole script bringing it to a rare crude breed of naturalism of the protagonists.
Quite unusual in its theme, the piece is nearly a satire that sarcastically mocks at the absence of sex education throughout, even though does not attempt to preach the same. A father takes his sixteen year old son one night to a highway brothel to kick him to vomit his manhood in front of the world. The subject may sound vulgar, however, has been treated very differently without forcing any spices of art at all. There is no message, no dilution of the situation at all, and sounds to me a tragic-comedy, the first of my typical attempts in this class. Psychopathy, mental disturbance, inner wildness, sexual exasperation, heightens the emotional strings of a portion of the human culture that is mostly untouched.[/i][/b]
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