And then Wade lifted his cigarette and said sagaciously, "Masturbation will always remain as my one last
bastion of solitary indulgence."

It was all panic: the marriage and aftermath
Pounding out a primal beat; some say voodoo stole his heart.
The requisite arguments against plunging into the icy lake
To save the lost mutt, might have been made
But his ears heard only her siren cries.
And that was enough to seal his fate.