Only Way Poem by Terry Collett

The only way that Nichols
could have any control

over his wife or put a smile
on her face was to put on

a Gerry Mulligan record and
turn it up loud so that the

cool baritone saxophone of
Mulligan could work its wonders

and she would say Why he’s
so sexy and that sax of his it

drives me crazy and Nichols
knew he was second best to

that Mulligan guy and once
when he took her to a jazz

concert where he had a job
to keep her in her seat and

she swooned and gazed and
nigh wet herself and when he

got her home that night it was
one of the hottest nights of sex

he ever had which for a second
best guy wasn’t at all bad.