Maturing in Love by Rhizome Olivia Quondam

You Stand Corrected

How was that necessary?

I'm misleading yet your results may vary without warning?

All that you care about is the grudge that you carry

I'm a birdbrain because I'm singing like a canary?

Did you lose your train of thought or mind?

Have you finally found whatever you sought?

How are you fraught?

You ensured that we were naught

You're lost in translation without dub

You regarded me like a sub

Your heart is a hub

I was just a pub on the outskirts

The only part of you that I hurt was your liver

You only served me slivers

How am I indebted to a forswearing giver?

Before you take shots, stock your quiver

At first you were warm as cider

You opened up wider than I thought possible

But as I inched inside, I became your provider

You loved me like a spider does its prey

You just put on a show

To seduce others below

But before they know it

You've overgrown and overflowed them