Monday, January 7, 2013

Cuckold

He'd sleep on the desk
not kissing the kids goodnight
forgetting his bed

Suspicions denied
there was no need to worry;
She was related

Assured once again
false gestures to assuage me
She'd talk with my kids


Suspicions again
"friends," late nights, quiet phone calls
(our mothers saw through)


Apologizing
for a son she'd raised better
-We all missed the mark

Everybody knew
but nobody would have guessed
they would be cousins





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