Cake for Dessert

Cake for Dessert

I was scrubbing cum stains off the bed
when he called-
my married man-
to give me a pep talk
about keeping my chastity belt on.
He believes my assurances
That I am being good
and waiting patiently
for all of his lies
to fall neatly into place.


Can you imagine?
The dream world
in which he must live
of rainbows and fairies
where it never rains
but the flowers bloom bright
and there's a fresh baked cake
for dessert every night.
Silly, silly boy
My married man.