you don’t mean what you say
polite potion of poison placed so erratically by my nightstand
the world is safe for me but dangerous for you at every turn
so keep yourself small to be my pet
shine your light onto my failed marriage to make it all seem ok
a retirement of hate and simple justifications that only a fool could believe
A loyalty to salute at all cost that i can’t afford he whispers
change that word, add that line and my mark is set upon you forever
never to leave me but forbidden to speak.
cradle to grave
i only wiped your butt so that you can wipe mine
and ruel the day magic.