from 1994
confessed
through a dream:
“Yes,
you followed the rules,
kept your promises,
waited years,
but I was
bound to betray you.
I’m sorry,
but neither
your scrawny penis
nor puny
credit card limit
could satisfy
my avaricious
vagina.”
[For Dverse, you know, right there: here]
Wah...ghostly lover kicks... :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, kick that ghost indeed!
DeleteIt's hard for me to read these, knowing they're real, because I know you and care about you. Nevertheless, it's an excellent poem.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I heart Vietnamese food, and I will never apologize for that. I hope we can still be friends.
Thanks, and I would never hold one's cuisine against someone!
DeleteSo painful to read about a betrayal like that.
ReplyDeleteYes, but far than painful than living it!
DeleteNow that is different, Buddha! A bit scary too.
ReplyDeleteThankfully marriage #1 started Feb 13 1994 and ended July 3 1994.
DeleteSome ghosts need to move on.
ReplyDeleteNot without a swift kick in the ass first! Thanks!
DeleteBold and sensuous.. good one Mosk :)
ReplyDeleteThanks. Bold? I was stupid bold.
DeleteCripes...bad dream!!!!
ReplyDeleteHa! Hilarious!
ReplyDeleteoy. oy oy oy. you know I'm half viet - and would *never* get involved with a viet woman. oy. ~
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