David and Lo, you're letting the ex off too light, but the narrator isn't. She's nailed him to the wall. He has hangups (whatever the source of them) that make him avoid looking at her during sex or even when she's naked. He may not acknowledge his fantasies or understand where they're coming from, so he's still in heterosexual relationships. But the fact is her feminity emasculates him, and the only way he can get off is to hide it.
In the sestet N's saying "maybe I'm wrong and you don't really have a problem with women, you just don't like women who talk. But I doubt it's that--in fact I'd bet my butt on it."
Anne, she had the sense to lose him; she certainly wasn't going to change him by explaining that she'd prefer to do it the other way sometimes.
It's a great poem, nothing but net.
Carol
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