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sometimes he contemplates adultery
from “Five Accounts of a Monogamous Man”
by William Meredith
I had no insanity to excuse this,
But for a week my heart ran with another love,
Imagined another house, down to its books and bed.
My miserable fluttered heart, you understand, chose this.
Now I am led home–cold, grave,
Contractual as a dog–by my scurrilous head.
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