I did him
like a chore,
our clumsy coupling drawing
an undulating line through another
of that summer’s essential ‘to dos” –
less disappointing than
Raging Bull,
but not in the same league
as Queen live at Wembley.

It's a pity I'd done "heartbreak"
the Christmas before,
without that, I'd have been
obligated, driven
to tumble into love;
I could have made
tragedy from history:
sadder, yet infinitely
more satisfying.

Still, there was added value:
the hangover,
the pregnancy scare
both well up to expectations --
a never-to-be-repeated package
three key experiences at a single
low, low price:
a little guilt,
a little fear
and the smallest patch of tarnish
on my silvered dreams.