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Stripping Away Innocence
They are friends, right?
You go out with your friends, right?
Well, not my best decision.
I was expecting a stage show
(The place was called “The Hook”)
And, certainly, it did have a stage—
But free entry struck me as unusual.
Chains and poles were curious, too,
But modern staging can be a bit edgy.
The music began to swell,
The audience, all male I noticed,
Was clapping and swaying to the music.
You, and I mean me here, were swept along
Heavy thumping base—a clapped heart-beat.
Hypnotic, rhythmic, expectant…
I was a bit shocked when a lady appeared
And wrapped herself around a pole,
Moving like an oiled anaconda.
You could tell she was a lady
As, anatomically, little was covered
By anything other than the pole.
But “Lady” implies a class I’m not sure applies.
Let’s say female —even that, I’m told, is fluid.
Eventually I left that testosterone filled steam room
Eventually.
I was there with my friends, right?
Friends stick it out to the end, right?
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