Black Friday

Black Friday So here we are again My reflection and I The worst of friends As we’ve always been Surely nothing could be better I am a happily married man With a beautiful wife And a lovely child But something has grown Out of the unknown A latent energy A mysterious Creeping and suffocating Loneliness The reason for this I can’t attempt to analyse When I try, I cry out With surprise But I am surely mad You may say It can only come to bad You may say And yet it is there A lurking, choking, mysterious Loneliness So here we are again An evening full of pain When all my work is done When my wife and child have gone And where are you? Waiting on a wet Friday night For your lovely child To finish her dance classes Surely something could be better For an unhappily married woman Returning to her home Waiting for her drunken lover…….. Don’t get me wrong No indecent proposals Only a wish to share a common feeling- Loneliness Monika – this is just one moment And we have to think of our lives Our responsibilities. But can I dare ask you - Despite my religious restraints- Despite the fact that my carnal desire For you may seem like playing with fire- Can I dare ask you- Knowing that we are cautious adults- Can we one black Friday night- Share our loneliness together? Maybe I’ve misread the signals- Maybe I don’t know what I’m saying- Don’t get worried about my suggestions In an age of obsessive sexual insinuations- I repeat one last time tonight Can we share our loneliness together?