a cancelled duet…

someone
who should have been
a lover
has died
too much
pride
stood in our way
too much
honor
to say
the way
we really felt
how
each
moment together
was more real
than
contrived dreams
fostered
by
social graces
yes
someone
who should have been
a lover
has
died
along with
part
of
another’s heart

traits of wines…

on
saturday
i went
to
aunt bea’s
to
drive her
to
her class reunion
on route there
she said
sadly
there won’t
be many folks
there
this year
a few more
have
died
to lighten
the mood some
i parroted
that cliché
about
aging wine
tasting better
aunt bea
said
well
some folks
as
they age
absorb all
of
life’s bitterness
and
become
sour
to their
own existence
leaving
a bad taste
in
the mouths
of
most folks
while
others
gather
from life
all the beauty
they can find
and
so
become
fortified
and
complex human beings
not only
wiser
but
able to touch
all
the senses
with
sweetness

who’s the whore…

as i left work
jackie
strolled
across the street
to greet me
wearing
a coco chanel
black dress
accessorized
with
a gold lace necklace
stopping me
she
said
my client
last night
kept wanting
to
discuss
his ex-wife
seems
she left him
with
most of the bills
when
she
secretly
got her
own
credit card
on
advise
from
her co-workers
who
had been
apprised
of her
lust
before
announcing
the preplanned divorce
to him
but
she had
continued
to
charge things
to
his account
hell
she
even
left the sap
with
no tax deductions
since
she claimed
the
kids
by filing early
after
their divorce
talk about your
cold
bitches
any way
jackie said
it was
an easy night
for me
since
all he wanted
to do
was
talk
guess my counseling sessions
are
cheaper
than
those with
a psychiatrist
and
a
much
better view
i must
say