Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

The Victim

The victim 

I was in my fifties when women found me desirable
and I became a victim of their lust.
The wife of a friend of mine came in as I came out 
of the bathroom starkers. 
I'm a moral person, but this was a situation unavoidable
so we ended up in bed until she fainted.
Women talk, I got a call from a woman who had a swimming pool
in the back yard, I drove there, but she wanted more
and more she got until she exhausted fell asleep.
I drove home, and my old girlfriend was outside my house
she was drunk, wanted more wine, I gave it to her, and she demanded
sex, happily she fell asleep when she awoke she thought 
we had had sex, she had a shower and wanted white wine
before driving home kissing me warmly asked me if she was
good in bed reassured her she was the best.
It was as my sex life had reached a crescendo, a heart surgery 
stabilized my emotional life, I should have taken the women 
to court, I had only wanted to be friendly 
and they used my goodness to their vantage, but it is too late
but I can complain to ME TOO movement

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