Black and Blue by Alan Catlin

A few drinks on the sly
during slow night shifts:
what the hell, it’s all muscle
memory and reflex anyway.
Chilling out after hours
with the new girl, jesus is
she ever hot and maybe two,
even three years older than
your kid. Better not to think
of these things when you are
nailing her in the dark,
on your living room couch,
trying not to make too much
noise. What a joke that idea
was, thinking the wife was
upstairs, actually asleep in
their bed.

Alan Catlin
Alan Catlin is the poetry editor of His latest books of poetry are American Odyssey from Future Cycle and Last Man Standing from Lummox Press

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