The wife of my best friend

Stares right through me into

The tumor of my sick need

The wife of my best friend

Flinches at the wheel takes a

Vitamin complex to supplement

Her meal

The wife of my best friend

Builds the scaffolding for a

Splinter faction of the lunatic fringe

The wife of my best friend

Jumps from the sill leaving me

To clean all that's been spilt

This ain't right but then

Again no one will know


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