Dalliance with a Dervish

 by Jeffery Cyphers Wright

Let’s go to the used lingerie store and try some
on. Oh wait, that was a pastime from the past.
A spot of fun on love’s cummerbund.

Night’s menu no longer means you will come
to pass the time with me and my puppet crew.
As Ulysses said to Circe, yesterday fits perfectly.

When tears are delivered hot, the gondolier
speeds up but water remains unmoved.
Even Superman coughs, crooking his sleeve.

Recovery time varies depending on the variants.
We’ve had a good run on this little planet,
this remote outpost spinning in outer space.

Egad. The chits fall due. I’m out of milk
and cookies but I’m saving some hope for you.