I dated this very fine lady once,
months slipping into years ago now, but
memory still vivid despite the time
we spent together . . . only a few nights
and days, and a daytrip up to chicago;
lovely as she looked, lovely as she was,
no more nights in her arms, her house beyond
that night her three cats crawled into bed with us,
and I awoke at four a.m. asthmatic,
allergic eyes swollen shut and oozing . . .
so sweet she was sending me off in the
screaming ambulance, mask stuck to my face,
oxygen sucking through a narrow tube,
and I don’t know who was more embarrassed . . .
David M Pitchford
6 Nov 2011