Sudden Death

 Whispering next door
giggles and moans
the familiar encouragement
and joy of union
with the squeaking bed

she listens
her eyes sad and then lustful
she sighs
her nipples harden
then she goes into lustland

at the breakfast table
she looks at them
sister and brother in law
they hardly look at her
they hold hands

she feels her rawness
and looks at him
and then at her
bitch! she is her twin
but she wants her so

memories of then
when they were together
tasting each other
two in one
kisses and love.



*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading*