10/17
Sonnets From Other Lives:  Art & Venus

He spots her by the registration desk
& greets her with a glass of charddonay.
Hello.  My name is Arthur West.
Hello. My name is Venus Halladay.
The Pharmaceuticals Convention then convenes.
Meanwhile Art & Venus subtly
slip off together up to Arthur's suite.

They know the tradecraft of adultery:
That room service is more discrete than bars.
When phoning spouses, always claim you're bored.
They make up titles for their private seminars
like Active Neurons and The Petit Mort.

The week will end without drama or tears,
as they've been meeting like this for eleven years.