when passion goes public

she said he said that all it was

was a f**k all it was was sex

all it was was a good time &

they both wanted to just up &

leave it alone like two young

thangs hangin’ in the city just

wanting to wake up spent the

next morning with nobody by

their side so that they could

each go back to their normal

lives.

 

one thing led to another &

they found themselves together

again after all it had been so

easy the first time around but

the policy was the same &

the waking up spent with no

one next to em’ rang true again

so they both breathed their

prospective sighs of relief &

went about their day.

 

an untimely grip of need sucked

in one but not the other &

s/he showed up at the other’s

work breaking into their life

at a moment when they did not

expect it & the walls came

crashing down because the

passion that had been locked

safely away behind closed

doors bled out into the hallway

like that huge gushing wave of

red from kubrick’s “the shining.”

 

the why & the how came bustling

in simultaneously as the secret

lover’s face quickly switched

from someone who had all night

access to something of a frightening

stalker whom the other party now

thought belonged on “america’s

most wanted” or something of the

sort as the policy had been broken

as the terms had been changed by

one but not the other as there were

suddenly strings attached it all

seemed much easier for the party

yelling for the other to go away

(as if they hadn’t spent any time

at all with them) to continue doing

so, cauterizing the yearning heart

strings quicker than her/his friends

could even ask who said burned

individual was.