Wednesday, April 18, 2012

A Poem About S's

She feels warm and victimized.
So you show her your smile, and open wide,
Spilling secrets like a lamb.
She croons sympathies and
Silently nods her secrecy

She is a snake and
Spills her guts
Since you’re out of earshot
Slathers on some embellishment
Strings her puppet around

Saccharine again
She feels warm and victimized
So you show her your smile, and open narrow,
Stashing the gold and silver nuggets
Sharing the bronze
So she has something to hold onto
Savvy double agent

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