Thursday, December 15, 2022

your cheating heart

while her part time
lover,
the podiatrist
is in the water, she shoots
me a text
and asks how
i'm doing.
it's eighty degrees here,
she crows,
and sends a picture
of the shoreline,
an island off
the coast of the Dominican
Republic.
i can see a large shadow
of a man
in the distance.
a very white whale on land.
the doctor, who's paid
for the trip.
he's coming back now,
she says,
i think Irvin found a watch
or something
with his metal detector.
i'm having my morning
pina colada,
and scrambled eggs
with crab meat.
and a smear of cream cheese
on my bagel.
more later, kisses.

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