Revenge

In a darkened room
She’s there with them
Saliva dripping off her chin
A pile of clothes upon on the floor
A chain lock thrown across the door

Their bodies twined upon the bed
Her girlfriend straddling her head
A smile creeps upon her face
The TV playing Will and Grace

I told this fucker that he’d pay
As sweetheart gives her soul away
An act not lustful, love, but hate
The hours wind by and soon abate

As they get dressed and close the door
The bitch is left
A worthless whore

J.A.
2/25/2007