it will be,
until we have scheduled Friday sex
and you neglect to text me;
I start imagining my wedding dress
and stare at baby buggies through shop windows;
Your mother makes lamb moussaka
and I am vegetarian.
Then it will be life.
Another poem earmarked for “Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys,” a set in progress for my next volume of poetry.
Preview my first published volume SHINING IN BRIGHTNESS: Selected Poems, 1999 – 2012 here.
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