father of three

he dreams she
is with triplets

and wonders at
the trebled cliche:

granted she is
no virgin she
shall bear neither
prophets nor prophecy

even thus his
inquiry unassuaged by
this falling into
something like a
cautionary tale yes
an object lesson
yes you are

a dead man

she spits in
his dream in
the kitchen of
a house that
by day belongs
to another woman
of his past

while in rushes
her present --
brothers friends father --
primed to punish

he protests
i would be
hers

them undeterred:
she would not have him
they know and
he knows

she turns away
in the morning
gloaming unapologetic

ineffectual
father of three
lover of no one

overcome

[revised 12:00 P.M.]