the defense
I suggested
was it wasn't cheating. not
really —
not if we weren't
going to stay
together long-term.
and who would think,
like you right now,
that the first guy to take her out
would be the one
she’d end up marrying?
that was my defense:
not much,
I admit,
but what was I
to say?
look: I'd been drinking
and was drunk
when a friend came over.
we’d been talking
for ages
before her tongue
got near my teeth.
no decision,
just lust:
crackling love
like falling apples.
thick
and hot
and sweet.