We’ve been “friends” for years.
I worked with you for a decade.
During that time, we had an artistic association as well.
My daughter joined us on occasion with our musical efforts.
I was blind to it at first, but no more.
Your friendly “hello beautiful” remarks at first seemed just that.
Then, it was arms around her shoulder, and, one time, when a little drunk,
you called her a “sexy thing”.
We were in a group at a bar the other night.
You walked up behind her and gave her a neck massage.
She has not, so far, seemed upset or bothered by these things,
just passing them off as “you being you”.
So, I am talking to her to ask her feelings.
If she will not make it clear to you that this is inappropriate,
then I will.
Either way, we are at an end,
If you could see me now, you would see murder in my eyes.
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.