sonnet 21.7.13.

His cute wife constantly abuses him
If theyve long since abstained from serious sex
He guarantees his proximity grim
He swears he sleeps alone in their annexe
If I love him back heaps with variant vim
He doesnt verbalise divorce from ex
And I feel locked out left out on a limb
The protestations passionate perplex
The watercooler chat does brush her bitch
This point my junior post is on the line
The stakes are high I clip and frame it fine
Our love officially a gilded glitch
Hes slow to leave that wild wife whom I hate
The puzzling pain I wonder will I wait?
Chorus hate despise loathe