One Of Those Affairs
At the out-of-town, out-of-town convention is where they meet
while their fellow cut-throat androgens play business games
and exercises to test character, trust, integrity, and loyalty
blindly falling backwards into each others arms
standing face to face to see how comfortable
they feel with specific distances and space.
When they are telling their sadistic inside jokes
about having taken advantage of clients, quotas, and tax codes
two nondescript brokers deliberately not well-known manage
to slip out into the hall.
Having secretly escaped it all, all you see in their very silent, plush hotel room
is makeup, medication, “Hello My Name Is…”
When they strip off their clothing they do so to rid themselves
of their identities, their realities, their suburbs, the states where they are from.
How they perform and get intimate is done through an opposite dynamic and function
as desperately, perversely, want to really get to know each other so go backwards
from pillow talk to climax to orgasm to build-up to arousal to seduction
to when their eyes originally met from across the ballroom.
Feelings cannot be hurt ‘cause they stopped feeling ages ago.
Their room has a bird’s-eye view of the beautiful desertion of days and seasons.
They check-out separately…
Joseph Reich is a social worker who lives with his wife and eleven year-old son in the high-up mountains of Vermont. He has been published in a wide variety of eclectic literary journals both here and abroad and been nominated six times for The Pushcart Prize.