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Click hereMy afternoon lover
is a married man, of course,
the kind whose wife is always tired
and can't appreciate the fathom
of the pool that is his need. I,
on the other hand, know how to kneel
and draw with lips and tongue
neither water nor wine
from his poisonous well, but
something cloying, oversweet
as chocolate, as rich as cheese.
I draw up infidelity.
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREover 16 years agoOh, darn- you put me in a bind here! That woman is basking in her immorality, cherishing her seductive powers with out the slightest guilt or shame (my wife does not understand me or she is frigid I assume). You are the poetic rep. of 'her' and doing it so well. BUT I am not of the school which could cherish the beauty of destroyed buildings from an aerial bombardment (not a theoretical example by the way). I was on the receiving end of a cheating spouse. I was stung by some of the poisonous substance of which the conscious and the unconscious web of lies in which both cheaters surround themselves in order to protect themselves from being truly aware of what they are doing. So yes, poison can look and smell very alluring but still its poison; can't help feeling repulsed by it.
wildsweetoneover 16 years agoi mentioned this submission in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. please feel free to come along and join in with other poets. the 50% temperature rating is given so that it does not affect future temp ratings - wildsweetone
Maria2394over 16 years agoI find myself looking for work by you as soon as I click the New Poems list. another excellent work. enjoyed :)
