she lingered in his love for years.
infestation, degradation.
a silent comparison i was not privy to.

blonde on blonde,
crime against the looking glass.
though, i was tanner.
though, i was rougher.

my smile ate her smile,
i left the cutlery at her place.
the rot ripping her right apart,
the guilt dragging down her face.

exotic blonde,
made divine through his sin.
the innocent seductress,
what couldn’t she win?

oh, but vengeance is slow
and sweet.
i laid the trap before he knew.  
i taught him all he gave to you.

so take your prize, pretty girl.
take my scraps.