It was Monday
Lunch may
Have been tasty
Somewhere
Where she wasn’t
Thinking of her friend
Seen his number
Decided not to call
Back
That wasn’t the way to treat him
Then
Again
Would he want to hear
Be the shoulder
That soaked up the tears
Of her marriage
Coming to an end
Or would he just pretend
It wasn’t affecting him
His pride
Belonged to
Men among men
Would she have to
Lose her clothes
Go past the barriers of –
Or was she just afraid
Of rejection
Too soon
Too soon
The reality of choice
Is that when the choice
You want
Is the only choice
You have
How do you know if it’s the choice
You want
Time
She needed it
To soak it all in
She had remembered
On that Saturday morning
How empty the house had been
No husband
After sleeping and waking
Finally noticing … Continue reading

He woke up
As Truth walked in the room
He didn’t expect her back
So soon
Didn’t have time
To lie
To cover up
Did try
To pull the covers up
There was no tension
No anger in the air
Instead Truth was apologising
And thanking him
For letting her stay
Near
His private space
That wasn’t for a friend
Who was temporarily
Taking the space
Of his wife to be
Truth said
She enjoyed her time
And would love to remain close
Even if it was just
Conversationally
And ‘dumbfoundedly’
He responds with
“That’s okay with me.”
Still trying to make sense
Of the turn of events
A day later
Eating breakfast
Or trying to
Think-ing This should be
A sad atmosphere
With crying food
But
If he didn’t say
He felt relief
He’d be lying
True
To his heart
He dialed her number
No answer
“I guess she … Continue reading

She woke up
From bliss
Sleep
She didn’t remember when
It had happened
But as her consciousness came
She knew
It had come to an end
Guilt
She couldn’t pretend
The feeling of betraying a friend
Used him
Somewhere in there
A question
She couldn’t stay
Will it offend
Actions
She couldn’t defend
This
Couldn’t be home
Why
Her mind backtracked
To her clothing
Noting
He was peaceful
Lightly snoring
Her heart skipped
Not him
It can’t be
Tonight was a vacation
Relaxing
Wasn’t supposed to be reality
Facts in
Were otherwise
Not him
She herself looking longingly
At his back
And
She had to resist
The temptation to reach out
With her right hand
It was early morning
So she told herself
She wasn’t leaving
Like a thief in the night
And
While she was driving
Glimpses of bodies entwined
Flashed through her mind
And
Writhing
She could feel… Continue reading

His phone had rang
And he sprang
As soon as he saw the caller
He was speculating
If he should have called her
Home alone
At the time
The Truth
Wasn’t at his place
Went to see a mother
They had fought over
Some minor details
And he couldn’t be bothered
So when she
Had asked to come over
Citing
Neglect
No baby at home
And being a little too sober
He hadn’t said no
So
Here he was
Friday night in
Senses heightening
At the sound of a doorbell
Inviting her in
The door closes
Silence
He offers her something to drink
Before either starts to think
Lips first
Then embrace
Her hands on his shoulder
His around her waist
On his lap
She was no longer afraid
To look at his face
The position was vulgar
But he was caught
In her grace
Breathing
Her chest was moving … Continue reading

Was it she
Did he see
Maybe
His mind had finally slipped
Into the realm of imaginary
Coincidence
Condolence
Wish he
Knew which one
So he could console his conscience
That was yesterday
And the thing about lightning
As they say
It isn’t quite impossible
For it to strike twice
But it’s a rarity
And today
She was sitting in front of him
At the same café
Playing with her hair
The same way
Had been
For at least an hour
Before he was done work
Now he was sure
Realising his first hesitation
Wasn’t doubt
He didn’t trust his impulses anymore
What would it hurt
He was only going to say
Hello
It shouldn’t matter
About the dirt on his shirt
So he walked over
“I was just about to leave.
I thought you were too dense to notice.
Or didn’t you see
All my provocative poses?”
Before he … Continue reading