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The girl who hates me:
Calls me a liar
and yet she,
with two hearts fluttering o'er her
with sly moves
who seduces,
but will not be seduced.
My best friend agrees
she is a liar
and yes
that stupid girl
has the audacity to
accuse me
of being
a woman
who tells of falsities.

If color were an emotion
i would be black for her.
She is
that fly in my soup
She
is that tag on my shirt
She
is that spiderbite on my arm
SHE
IS THAT CHURCH PROTESTING
AT MY
LESBIAN WEDDING!
....

When I warn those whose emotions
she taunts,
she becomes angry
offended
and writhes like the wicked witch
as Dorothy splashed water onto her.
Jess Scott said: "Hypocrites get offended by truth."

And sometimes I look at her
and wonder
what is it that she sees herself as?
Does she see herself as the innocent kitten she tried so hard to be?
Does she see herself as the cruel black widow my friends know her as?
Or does she see herself, with two faces, but unsure which?

What I find funny is
she calls me a liar
to save her own skin
and when I warn her "prey",
she is shocked
not because of a lie
but because
the honesty of mine,
which she is threatened by,
is something she will likely never see in herself.