It was easy for him to take another
never thought he had to shoulder her burden
or consider the look in her eyes
for he had a winning prize.
New skin to fondle
to soap in a hot and steamy shower
she made him feel what he once felt
a burning and yearning below the belt.
So much so, she left him a fever
no one could cure
no drug had been invented yet
to cool and calm the burning crawling up his neck.
A mild cough, then came the chills
he thought it a fervent love she left him with for the day
the I miss you blues
but she never left a clue.
The 24 hour love bug was never this bad, not even with the one he kept in the dark.
He pressed through work then went home
to a hot meal and a cool glare
then he noticed her hair.
This was how she looked on their wedding day
soft deep waves only a surfer could navigate
she held up her set of house keys and tossed them at his feet
then proclaimed that that was the last meal he’d ever eat.
He isn’t angry that she’s leaving him
he has needs she can no longer meet
but, his brows begin to trickle sweat
when he looks after her, a man stands at his Chevy, a military vet.
When had his sweet wife stepped out on him
when had she become a whore?
And curse his flaming mind
and no rest he will find.
If she’d done all the kinky things he wanted, he wouldn’t have left
this was her fault, the breakdown of their marriage
she should have submitted to his fun and games
now he’s in all this pain.
With blurry vision he was beginning to see that this pain wasn’t love
it was too unbearable and his blood ran too hot
it has to be a disease, a terrifying one that works less than a day
if he made it to the hospital, what could he say?
That he met a woman and it was a one night stand
and she left him something to remember her by that the CDC’s never heard of?
will he be quarantined or will his eyes melt from their sockets
when he goes to the restroom, will he shoot off like a rocket?
He’ll be the laughing stock of modern day medicine
“he couldn’t keep it in his pants,” they’ll say
he’ll give them something new to study that HELA’s immortal cells couldn’t overtake
an unrepentant mind, a selfish soul, even if cured, he’d still devour cookies unbaked.