One way out

I fumble for the switch, slap it off. The only light is the flickering of the EXIT sign, staining her pink. I pretend these are your lips, your hands, your teeth digging into my skin. I let her take what is yours.


It creeps along the edges of this room It lingers in the trace of her perfume It wraps itself around me serpentine All thorny shadows twisting up my spine Unfazed by jealousy, with arms widespread she beckons me to our connubial bed