butterflies
turn to moths
like the one that
straddles her abdomen
abaddon
this distance between us
what madness
it inspires inside
the jealous thoughts
obvious lies
i'm glad you think
i'm so great a guy
you never ask
if i lie
or if there are others
maybe it doesn't matter to you
you empty me out
routinely
i can fake the smile
if it does something for you

make me mean it