Dilantha Gunawardana


Sex In Sri Lanka


Arranged marriages
Entombed with burial rights
Of coveting adultery and masked impotency
Die hear nemeses
To the juggernaut of marital bliss

For in this most serendipitous of isles
Lurking is a bipolar organ
Of what is flagged by desire
And what is flagged in her absence

The male psyche
Is an animal of predation and procreation
Of what is possessed and freely given
- the seed of perpetuation

For in this isle of Eden
Sex is not means to an end
For the liberation of the body, farewells to lust
But the sink that flushes a gender
Down the black hole of fecundity

For the self-centered man molests
His ego not with which he conquers
But what he conceives, a heirloom that brushes his psyche
And bloats his masculinity

And in this fogs of virility and asexuality
Lies the perennial victim
The true seeker of a mythical gender
Armed with the impunity of fidelity
In the absence of agenda or motive
The man that seeks reciprocation is soul and body
And is saddled to the philanthropy of chance
The clemency of fate

Sex is a bridge of body and soul
And not a mask or an ego jab
And on this adage I rest
With tears that do not arrest
Gazing at the men that pollute a sacrament
To harness the mind of her selfdom

Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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