Traitor

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You lie with your eyes
And the ridges of your skin.
No smoke can be kept silent
I am aghast and disgusted.
Who are you? Do I even know you?
You come home to me happy and grinning
But you ask for gum to chew
That woman's saliva away.
You don't touch me and pretend that
You're dry
Because you fucked someone in shift
At your danky office toilet seat.
I didn't ask for this and maybe I have
Thought of actors in my head holding my hand
Or daydream of cute men telling me sweetnothings
Or make love in my head
But never did i take my clothes off
And get dry humped or quickie fucked
In a bathroom stall.
Stupid stupid I am for falling for a
Perennial traitor.

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