Hole in One

Hole in One

I took the alley because it was the quickest route home.

I did not need to see you pull over in your Mercedes,

I did not need to see the leopard print leave your car.

Her long legs extending through her platform heels,

Her dark hair swept forward to cover her face,

Her eyes looking around cautiously, embarrassed,

As she stuffed notes into her fake designer purse.

I did not need to see you in your work suit,

Double checking left and right, then speeding off

To leave the leopard print in your car fumes.

I did not need to know that at 2:30 in the afternoon

You were unable to keep your penis in your pants,

That you were unable to be faithful to your wife,

Or that you feed your children on hypocrisy.

I was going to have a great afternoon,

I was going home from festivities to joy,

I was…

I did not need to feel sickness in my stomach,

Or know you paid to use a hole between her legs,

Or was it the hole of her mouth too?

Did you bargain her down to a two for one?

Is your penis satisfied now?

How long will that last?

At least now I know;

That’s what you do before golf, before a beer,

Before you call your mother.

What a pity the weight of your hard on,

Outweighs the weight of your being a real man.