considering the chill factor

​CONSIDERING THE CHILL FACTOR
 
Considering the chill factor
As I always try to do
The day was hot
Too hot for love or war.
We sit in restaurants.  I pick
The blue veined shrimp
He picks the black-veined news.
Outside drunkards
Carom off the plexiglass like  entertaining fish.
“They envy us”
and Andrew says
“How nice.”
I see a couple coming in; she holds him up
As I so often upheld you.
I know that touch
 surgeons who
 manipulate the dying.
She wears my dress
the one I wore the day you
Shamed me
Stuck me sizzling to the sidewalk
Shamed us both
with those red red stains.
Andrew  I don’t think
I ever have forgiven you.
Andrew says
“How nice” 
he lays his coffee spoon upon the cloth
I hate the brown stain 
it spreads like murder
Like the bad smell of death
Breeding fumes as we do
Corpses in the sun.
I rise to speak
Shrimp spewing from my mouth like
Parasites.
“We have always been
so happy, you and I.”