Then Leave Love and Sex
Things weren’t happening his way sex-wise
With a first lover damned worldly-wise,
A strange second with spiritual eyes,
A third who wouldn’t lie belly-wise
And a fourth wanting, first, some big prize:
Some kind of “Can’t you see my size
Or have your eyes been telling you lies?
‘Not smart trying a fifth who’s street-wise,
Rougher, tougher, still as worldly-wise;
‘A week with her to be heard your cries.’
Then, really the wise things: to leave sex
Cancel a meeting on it with Alex.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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