
Let not one more lie slip from your lips. Free your mind, rid the eel at your heel. Need help? That is fine. I have a pic for you to make your jaw drop. A late hour find when my trip was cut to a mini. My work was done, so I came home. May hap too soon cuz what did I see in our bed; you and her, my best gal pal. Of gasp and gust, I flew out the door.
But wait...
One snap, I took, just one pic for you to see now, so you can not deny my more than an iota of data.
You had no clue; lost in lust, akin to sin, the two of you were of mesh and coil in our bed.
But look at you now, that face, that sulk. Cuss and cry. I do not care. Tell it to the Croc, your mire twin. May you both bask and plot your next prey.
As for me, I am out. I am done. My vows were set in gold, a love pure and true. You melt the mold with her aid; a tete a tete. I can hear you now, "Do not tell my wife, hush." A wink, a kiss, do the deed over and over in the span of a day, a week, or even more.
No, I am out...
So keep the pic and take a long hard look at what you did. It's a gift from me to rub your nose in the dirt you dug as I toss you into a hole.
And as for her, keep her, take her with you. I will be just fine. Just like fake news, you both live for the hype. See how you fare when the fire dies down.
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States




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