The Cheat


An explosion of thought

the vision of her life is reflected back at me

one Thursday night when she decided to try someone new

when he decided he could get away with it

and she knew she wouldn't

drunk and horny

frustrated with jealous partners

they succumbed to their desires

fumbling around in the dark

an old flame now burning bright

not a care in the world except for pleasure

theirs

an angry man keeps calling

incessant ringing

Even when caught

they continue with spite

screwing and sucking their physical lust

knowing this may be the only time

or perhaps a new beginning

doesn't matter now

they sleep until dawn

and awake to weirdness

she gathers her morals and leaves

hung over

confused

justified



Back Next Poem
 
Home