One Night Stand

ONE NIGHT STAND? It seemed so simple at the start, A one-night stand; no questions asked, Then back to hum-drum daily life. Her face, all innocent as she approached And perched beside me at the bar. “Would a gentleman buy a lady a drink?” Lowering my gaze to the too tight tee shirt And the all too short mini, I wondered About the ‘lady’ bit But then of course the ‘gentleman’ bit Was a generous description. A dry martini was her choice (I would have sworn she’d say a G and T) And so I joined her, even though I’m normally a whiskey man. And, as we sipped, the thought occurred to me We must have seemed to all the world A sophisticated pair And afterwards, as you’ll have guessed, We wound up in my bachelor pad For a euphemistic cappuccino. After which my memory is rather hazy, Till I awoke with sunlight streaming through, And the space beside me cold and empty. A note by the kettle said a simple, “Thank you” I thought that was the end of it, but no, The nightmare had just begun 23rd September 2022 Chapter 1 Poetry Contest Sponsor - Matt Caliri