The Sober Mistress
The Sober Mistress
She broke up with me I left and slammed the door,
played pool in a bar and drank cold beer.
Closing time I walked back to her house knocked and
she let me in; had a bottle wine, I drank it all.
Somehow she dragged me into her car, I can´t remember,
she dumped me on the lawn outside my own house.
Woke up and it was dawn and bloody birdsong.
Indoors, a shower and black coffee, I rang her and asked
why she had dumped me, after all we had a terrific sex life.
Yes, but after sex there was nothing more, all you wanted
was to **** me and when we did we were both drunk;
and the people in AA tell me I have to avoid exploiting men
like you if I´m going to stay sober.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2013
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