Illicit Web

ILLICIT WEB

You swore you wouldn’t call
when she might be home.
I thought you understood
the delicacy of the situation
and wouldn’t do something
that could so easily jeopardize
the equilibrium.

Were you dumb
or dangerous?
Doesn’t matter.
You can’t do that again.
When I am here,
we mustn’t speak,
lest she uncover our illicit web.

Keep mum, then, Mum,
until the surprise party.

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