The End Of The Affair Poem by Douglas Scotney

My art didn't change when I mated,
my mate believed, '...it should,
and if it doesn't,
he must still be out looking,
thinking I have not enough good.'

Now I ask before I mate
and if that is their belief
I wipe mating from the slate.

But if they don't know
what I'm talking about,
my Theory of Art Free of Mate,
and we go ahead and mate
and they're not happy
when my art doesn't change,
they believe that everything's planned,
even without knowing,
and leave me justifiable reason for going.