My New Drug

Mike Bell/ January 8, 2020/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

Is there a morning-after pill
just for me? A drug to snuff
memories & rippling recalls
filling dull minutes after she
bared herself outside M&S –
She sat stony-face & stated
I’ve f*cked him again & stuff
but never why she wished to
confess her doubling of guilt
I had exculpated her before –
St Michael!  Easier if ignorant
of whom she was giving it to
Why him again? Why tell me?
She answered – No comment
Too-quick gifts to give & take
like headache capsules – pop
them out & absolve your pain
[or not -compel me to endure
hangovers – after sober days]

Share this Post

Leave a ReplyCancel reply