Thirteen

I approach

The bedroom

Where I know

They will be

At it again

Though he

Does not deserve

To ever again

Partake

All or lives

In and out

Estranged

She is moaning now

And I am excited

Hard

I pump and join in

And finish

Much faster then they

Then hurry back

To my room

In shame

Does she have none?

To take him back

Yet again?

CALDER WOLFE