there are times i can
think of nothing but you
though it's obvious
your love was far from true
i can't kick you
out of my bed for
our love-making was
all made in my head
(like you, always in the
back of my mind)
so, i shall rise above spite
but in the heat of the night
while entangled in
her amorous embrace
i hope against hope
your performance is dead-weight
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/coarse-goodbye/
