Oil Salesman

It wasn’t as you said
a bedroom dead
it was only as it seemed
a monster waiting
in your head
revenge for slight unseen

Your body the weapon
so easy to beckon
a conspirator into your plan
you fed me the lines
to teach him a lesson
worth learning if you can

He loves you still
against his will
your venom missed its mark
so shed that pride
a bitter pill
come back to him once stark

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