Land Of Milk & Honey

by Melanie Browne

He got a quickie divorce
and married a young
Thing who quickly
Sported a baby bump
After he stuck his
Proverbial P
In her proverbial V,
but she dumped him
for someone with a
saner head,
he wanders around
at night screaming
About “the sickness”
and parties he was
never invited to,
I heard His son’s hair
Is that same
Autumn color