Unexpected

I read somewhere
that you live in a
polyamorous
relationship.

And it shocked me.

Not because you might be able
to balance the requests of
the heart and the hammer

Or because you're such a
sly dog that you make
PB&J for three instead of two.

Nope, just didn't expect it.

And I know another couple
sweet as honey and tea
all three of them.

They do not shock me
and I see how sometimes
what isn't is

but you are not them
you have not held me crying
in open arms and listened to
me prattle away about
Jesus and coffee

you are miles
too high
too far
to reach

so I raise my brows
arched in the obligatory "oh"
for the knowledge that
some things still exist
that are quite
not what I guessed
or thought
or dreamed would be

unexpected.