Poppy’s Night Out

At the club
all the girls are going to the bathroom together
into single-stall rooms.
I can’t decide if
they’re involved in aberrant sex
or godless opium abuse.
Either way,
I want in
but they won’t talk to me before heading to the head
and won’t look me in the eye afterwards.

So I look on
seeking more information
about the goings-on
in The Little Girls’ Room.

I shall research.
I shall learn.
I shall become knowledgeable
and then one
with the ladies aplenty.
All I need do
is wait.

It proves to be
a fruitless night.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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