SEVERAL SEVENTIES REFERENCES

It’s so funny to be seeing you
after so long, girl
– if by funny, I mean
melancholy
gut-wrenching
wistful and pained.

Month after the wounds had healed
and hearts could feel
and boners had mended
back into some semblance
of a masturbatory rhythm,
I see you again
with him,
fingers burrowed deep within
your creamy frosted form.

And it’s all back again
like the first day
and the eighth,
eighteenth
and eighty eighth.
I thought I could forget,
forgive and free myself,
but you’ve Corleoned me
back where I belong.

I knew it was you all along
but only now
have I been reminded
and all I can do
is surrender
or wait for the end of the world
when perhaps I’ll be done with you.