Interrupted love


I am entirely unprotected


You are moving above me

in a form of congress


and I am thinking that the dream

of someday having a child with you

was born in the town Cervantes called home


that you will never

leave your wife


And this flat we have used

for our little meetings

is suddenly sordid


and you are really

as a lover

not very communicative


Even this meeting

wasn’t planned

to end in sex


and it is the wrong

time of month


and now

you eject

a strangled cry

as if unwilling


to let your pleasure

be known


and I shout what

have you done


and you slowly

turn to me


surprised I have a voice

and say



I was thinking

of other things.