Quiet Desperation Series #22

 

 

You have only yourself to blame

With your trashy comments and claims
About what I may or may not do;
But, honey, I will tell you this…
If any of it does come true
It will only happen because of you
As I have no dog in this shitty race.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #21

 

In quiet desperation

I long

For you to return to me

As you once were

And I too were there

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And we danced

Like two fools silly in love

Without shame

Without regret

Without the thoughts of others

Hanging over our heads…

And without

Comments made out of anger,

Frustration or

Jealousy;

Accepting indiscretions

As if

They were weekend holidays

Supplementing

The natural order without

Replacing,

But,

It was not to be…

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #20

Our bodies,

Not looking like they did before,

Touch…

Intertwine actually,

Push together,

Closer still,

Until my manhood

Enters…

And we grow comfortably still,

Enjoying the moment,

The brief connection;

Without warning,

Spurts of success

Erupt into orgasms

But we can only lay together

A few minutes more

Before our closeness…

Wears thin.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #19

In a narrow bedroom

Off a narrow hallway,

We narrowly escape

Making love again

As the pills of potency

Fail to create the

Right moment

That we both claimed

We wanted to have;

So, about our business

We go, never again

Talking about the

Window of opportunity

We narrowly missed-out

On again, like we have done

So many weeks before.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #18

 

you lay with strangers

Male and female

But not with me…

Treating me as the bitch

Being ignored by her husband;

Yet, he is me as you are he

And we live conspicuously

Free from each other’s touch

And bound by contracts.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #17

Fingers around my manhood

Do play delicately and carefully

But precisely so to fulfill their mission

Yet these days only so in my fantasies

Which are no longer daydreams but

Illusions of false beliefs and

Commitments that leave me angry.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #16

 
 

 

 

 

It is not a form of flattery

To look between the legs
Of a married woman to see
If she has shaved her kitty,
But I find myself doing that
Often nowadays because my
Wife of twenty no longer
Bears hers to me as if she were
Some kind of wanton hussy.

4-3-13

Quiet Desperation Series #15

You are willing to have sex

On my schedule but afterwards

You are reluctant to show any

Intimacy towards me at all,

Leaving me to wonder if more

Than your orgasm is being faked.

4-3-13

On Our Anniversay Again

Like husband and wife, we have lived

For two decades it would appear, and

while fifteen have been sanctioned

with crystal, emerald on a platinum

tray is what we really should serve;

yet, those symbols of the years do not

convey the tolerance the years have provided

nor do they convey the turmoil the years

have provided us that we both survived

and grew stronger and closer in the process;

and, who’s to say how it might have been

or could have been, if events did not

flow by us as quickly as they did…  still,

we gave and received love when and as

we could and never once hesitated;  we

may not have turned water into wine,

but we did turn love into loving more

and as we learned how to love gracefully,

we learned and became loving partners

who would have done it again, given the chance.

April 10, 2013

 

Quiet Desperation Series #14

Once you have spread your legs

And we have completed our

Ritualistic weekly bout,
 

You turn your attention to pointing out

All my inappropriate behaviors

As if we were never married lovers,

But adversaries who unfortunately

Live together as roommates.

4-2-13