Don’t pretend I didn’t see you
sitting on a hard beige pew,
laughing at Amber’s funeral
behind sarcastic eyes, maintaining
unbreakable white lies,
leaving a black rose on her casket.
You kissed me with tantalizing whispers,
warming my cheeks to blush.
You’re lucky,
so fucking lucky I don’t tell the cops
tell the cops what you made me do, convincing me
it was out of love for you.

(© 2022 AC)

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