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In a room at the of a parkway a day spent in each other's skin The spouses back home are taking bets On which one of us would win But do they even suspect us here Or do they even care She just needs an excuse to leave, you said Pouring your drink with flair I myself don't get what I want My husband safe and bored When he's not out tending to his flock Giving himself to the Lord You pass that shot glass over Your tongue plays a touch and go game As the red afternoon sun sets the window curtains aflame I open my eyes a few hours later The room had turned dark brown Streetlights shining through the shades Your body not making a sound My family will look for me, I whispered But my shaking did not disturb you So I threw on my clothes and wrote a note And as I hit the door you said I heard you I turned to you to explain But stood rooted as a tree For you sat upright in the bed Pointing a gun at me I know what you came for, you said the barrel reflecting your glint I am not some bored wife's toy That you can dust off like some lint What have we been doing, then, you said Sneaking into each other's beds Lest we think we let our lusts Get into each other's heads The door handle starts to rattle I hear the trigger go off I see your wife bleed in my husband's arms All bets are off |