The poison
She sees and knows he is an irrational manIn search of his madness
In the illusion that
She will help him find it
And like the smooth python she is
Let's him relax on her bossom
As she slowly coils herself
Around his entire being
Her poison like the puff ader's
Very lethal indeed
She makes him imagine
Without her the world is meaningless
He gets deaf to all music
As always colourblind even to the rainbow colours
As by her own accord
She builds a nest on him
Meanwhile
The wife sits at home
Running inside and outside
Through her haze and maze........
.........To catch the morning bus
To rush the kids to school
Lully them to bed with the fake promise
'Daddy maybe here tommorow to tuck you in'
And as they breathe in their sleep
She sits on her rocking chair
Wallowing in the misery
Of her failure to tether her man
By prettykan82
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