O, jealousy



is she fine

so well bred

the perfect girl

a social deb?



is she the sort

you've always thought

could make you

what you're not?



o, jealousy



is she bright

so well read

are there novels

by her bed?



is she the sort

you've always said

could satisfy

your head?



o, my jealousy



does she talk

the way I do

is her voice reminding you

of the promises

the little white lies too

sometimes, tell me

while she's touching you

just by mistake

accidently do you say my name?