she's depressed
and sad.
her lover
in Wisconsin
has been cheating on her.
sleeping with
other women.
i laugh.
it's the internet, i tell her.
did you think
he was going to be faithful
with you ten thousand
miles away?
she's crying, i thought he'd wait,
although i've been
seeing other men too.
i met this matador at
the bullfights last week.
and a man who exports olive
oil, tomorrow we're
going to the zoo.
so i guess i'm guilty of
not being faithful too.
so why are you crying then,
i ask her. what's all this angst
about.
i don't know, she says.
beats me.
what are you up to?
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