The Sober Mistress

She broke up with me I left and slammed the door, played pool in a bar and drank cold beer. Closing time I walked back to her house knocked and she let me in; had a bottle wine, I drank it all. Somehow she dragged me into her car, I can´t remember, she dumped me on the lawn outside my own house. Woke up and it was dawn and bloody birdsong. Indoors, a shower and black coffee, I rang her and asked why she had dumped me, after all we had a terrific sex life. Yes, but after sex there was nothing more, all you wanted was to possess me and when we did we were both drunk; and the people in AA tell me I have to avoid exploiting men like you if I´m going to stay sober.