Hey look, don’t blame me.
The raw material was
already there. In words
carefully crafted.
You chose them with care:
“You know, a bit of adultery,
slippery and wet, just
might make our marriage a much
stronger bet.”
She was your best friend
and I always said
she’d be a real hellion,
a wildcat in bed.
Until today I thought you
meant threesome
or maybe me and her
in our own little twosome.
It never occurred you meant
her in a yousome.
Now that I’ve caught you
I feel like a jerk.
I’ll loosen your nooses when
I come back from work.
A.J. Hayes
AJ's stories and poems appeared in A Twist of Noir, Yellow Mama and Muse, Title Fights, Acorn Review, Flashshot, The Hard Nosed Sleuth, Shotgun Honey, Apollo's Lyre and Black Heart Magazine's Noir Issue.
Sadly, AJ passed away in early March 2014. RIP.
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Bill you use a nicely understated menacing tone here balanced with your wry homour. Great build up and ending.
I enjoyed that AJ- would make a good rap!
Thanks Richard. It was fun to do.
Thanks Fiona. I never thought of that, but it does kind of conform to that steady rap beat. Does that make me a gangs’ta now?
Samrt stuff, as always.
Very nicely done!
Thanks Paul and Doctor Laity ;) much appreciated.
Thanks Paul. Smart or just determinedly stupid. I’ll take either ;)
Thank you Doctor Dammit! Chuffed you liked it.
Great word play, very cool AJ!
Thanks Chris. That’s a great compliment from the author of “Jacks, Queens and Evens” (one of my favorite stories this year). Chuffed be I.
*Blushes* Wow, thanks AJ