Wednesday, April 06, 2022
Burners
Marcy presses
the burner phone
against her breast!
It slows her wild heartbeatfor some reason. Her
young Lieutenant having
returned to the wife,
M sobs again.
"Again!"
Labels: betrayal, broken heart, burner phone, cell phone, handsome, infidelity, used, wife, young
Sunday, February 08, 2015
Trois
A Short Time
Lots of frenetic activity of all sorts,
and weakly creative lying.
Cynthia told Bart: “Why don’t we
just stop?”
And they did.
///
Games
So, who'da thought?
JJ -- a pallid flower with a soft way
and a wit to match. Once just missed
the Olympics in Softball. Catcher,
and quiet Generalissima.
Q -- her husband, the sort you'd call on
if a gate broke away from rusty hinges.
MT -- a man usually playing the machines
at their club...with some fire.
---
Well, now, JJ a Passion Flower?
Come ON!
MT was eventually transferred to a far city.
Asked to join him, JJ laughed.
The modern way seemed to tell your husband,
so she did. The lover, inept, she confessed,
proved an asshole-idiot altogether, and with
sixth grade conversation skills.
He refused to believe it, but then turned cold.
Counseling? Of course!
The practitioner, a professional woman, very
nearly curt.
She couldn't bring Q to talk much, but JJ
approved the apparent direction of things.
It was evolving, alongside other troubles
being revealed, to being mostly his fault.
Though she knew the affair, at least, was
entirely hers--and embarked on with a silly
sense of experimentation--she, naturally,
went along with the counselor.
Husband complained he was being ganged
up on, but started admitting minor deficiencies.
She knew more of the burden would pass to her
in subsequent appointments, so tried bringing
the tight counselor close to tears.
It worked every third session or so.
A good average in Softball, reasoned this pallid flower.
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Max and Dilly in Casual Conversation
re a Breakup of Friends
-An affair is a cry for help, of course. Much is wrong and must be talked out, however painful
-You got that last part right!
-But, there is a bottom line, and one person is being
betrayed.
-Come ON!
-Horribly so!
-Maxy, you’re so fuckin old-fashioned!
Labels: affair, betrayal, counseling, old-fashioned, relationship, sex
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Diplomacy
-Hold in place! The attack is off. A deal has been struck!
-When do we go home then?
-Never. You’re to do a 180 and attack our now-hated allies--back there Black-Marketing and worse.
Why, let me tell you about...!
-Don’t! I’m a soldier, not a politician.
-That’s what we’re counting on.
-Hold in place! The attack is off. A deal has been struck!
-When do we go home then?
-Never. You’re to do a 180 and attack our now-hated allies--back there Black-Marketing and worse.
Why, let me tell you about...!
-Don’t! I’m a soldier, not a politician.
-That’s what we’re counting on.
Labels: allies, betrayal, black market, Diplomacy, modern war, politician, soldier, war
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Two Women, Young, Somewhat
-We're in forgiveness mode, having left Jeff
and Claire's party with others.
-Who first? The second actor always seeks revenge.
-Sort of simultaneous.
-Was it worth it?
-I can't speak for him. Well, neither can he, really.
My guy was cute but from an Arkansas or somewhere,
and driveled cornpone shit when we were...
-A talker?
-And not a good one!
-How about the rest of it?
-Same.
-But I've heard passion in cheap motels! So it exists!
-They're playing a recording.
-My ex and I got it going pretty good. After watching porn.
-Mine was Christian.
-How flat was that?
-He still is.
-I'm told it's good to have some sort of faith.
Anchor, you know, in all the crap?
-He had the anchor down.
-We're in forgiveness mode, having left Jeff
and Claire's party with others.
-Who first? The second actor always seeks revenge.
-Sort of simultaneous.
-Was it worth it?
-I can't speak for him. Well, neither can he, really.
My guy was cute but from an Arkansas or somewhere,
and driveled cornpone shit when we were...
-A talker?
-And not a good one!
-How about the rest of it?
-Same.
-But I've heard passion in cheap motels! So it exists!
-They're playing a recording.
-My ex and I got it going pretty good. After watching porn.
-Mine was Christian.
-How flat was that?
-He still is.
-I'm told it's good to have some sort of faith.
Anchor, you know, in all the crap?
-He had the anchor down.
Labels: betrayal, Christian, faith, faithfulness, relationships, religion, sex
