I was too busy to eat that summer

Married to Peter

Going to classes at City College

And figuring out the logistics of a liaison with a

Graduate student

Whose wife was pregnant.

Instead of eating I drank tall glasses of

Ice coffee with five spoonfuls of sugar sifted

Down to the bottom

I was brimming with energy.

One hot day the graduate student and I drove to the Skyview Motel

Across the George Washington Bridge in New Jersey

An exotic rent-by-the-hour place

And I

Flung myself at him

So enthusiastically that he

Cried out in pain.

Too late I realized I had overdone the

Caffeine.