Catching Feelings by David Boski

Just five years earlier 

she cheated on me

and now we were

fucking again.

I could tell she was

catching feelings 

and now she wanted to 

talk about “us” as we

sat there post appetizer

waiting for the entrées

to arrive.

“so, what is this then 

David?” she asked.

“I don’t know Caitlin,

sometimes a hole’s just

a hole” I replied sarcastically,

knowing damn well there 

was truth involved.

she looked at me and tried

her best to fight back the tears

before they slowly made an 

appearance on her flushed face.

“I’m just joking, shhh, it’s ok

it’s a joke, don’t cry, I’m sorry”

I said, trying to calm her down,

hoping that nobody noticed 

I had just made her cry.

she let me have all her holes

this time around; but we never 

did have another dinner.

David Boski lives in Toronto. His poems have most recently appeared in: Down in the Dirt: Synchronized Chaos: Rusty Truck: Zombie Logic Review: Winamop: Beatnik Cowboy: he has a forthcoming chapbook being released by Analog Submission Press later this year.