in black ink
on white perforated paper
she left him a note
last night.

in clear bold letters
she said she knew
that the red on his shirt
was not her lipstick,
the taste in his mouth
was of a strange strong mint,

but mostly she said
the baby in her stomach
was his best friend's.

1 comment:

Srikrishna said...

weird. thats all i can say