Hearing the words for the first time,
I come back feebly
with a plea for clemency:
‘I can’t believe I’m never going to
sleep with you again,’
Horrible to hear such things
coming out of my mouth
at a time like this,
but she is generous in victory:
‘You know we will,’ she tells me seriously.
‘But when?’ I ask innocently,
blowing any hope of recovery.
‘When you’re not expecting it,’ she replies.
How can I convince her
that I’m not expecting it now?
From Acumen magazine issue 50, 2004.