Jealous Witch
Boiling Cauldron Of Hate
I knew she hated me
when he told me
what she said
in response
to him happily
telling her about
the kind of relationship
we had
*
"You're gonna miss her
when she leaves."
*
I knew that meant
she was jealous
and that
it wouldn't be
long before
she tried to
manipulate him
into hating me
as much as she did
*
I could feel her
jealousy like a fire
the first time that we met
when he went out with me
for an evening walk
to talk over some things
*
Underneath her plastic smile
was an inferno of hatred
that burned like hell
*
I took away the attention
from the man
that was feeding
her ego
*
Instead
and I gave him
unconditional love
from my soul
*
My read was right
Intuition never lies
*
Like Hansel and Gretel
She fed him bread crumbs
to lead the lost boy
to her house
to devour his soul
*
While her water boiled
waiting to boil him alive
She told him tales
of the evil outsider
that lives in the cabin
up the crumbless trail
*
As her ego grumbled
starving to have
his attention
his soul energy
in her belly
*
She told him
he's safe with her
and lucky he found
the breadcrumbs
leading to her house instead
*
All the evil inside her
she projected onto me
and he believed her
like an innocent child
lost in the forest
*
He took refuge
inside the house
at the end of the crumbs
and fell under her spell
of wicked fuckery
*
Forgetting that at my house
I offer the whole meal
and my fires are soul satisfying
*
Her evil plan worked
down to the T
*
But he's not so innocent
because at the fork in the trail
he had a choice between
the warm cabin of my soul
and the fiery witch's den
*
But breadcrumbs
seemed promising
and the clear path
to my lovely cabin
was only dressed
in soil and pine saplings
*
He was quick to leave
the path to true love
because he knew
she would be there
to replace me
*
and he was hungry
for a snack
to feed his own ego
*
The ego stroke of finally
feeling the touch of the
woman that played him
before real love came
into his life
made him purr
like a stray cat
getting its ass scratched
after months without
a human touch
*
I am more disappointed
than anything
that someone
with such a good soul
could be so foolish
to fall for
the sly witch's
magic tricks
*
And waste a good meal
with someone real
who would have nourished him
*
I've seen her
once again since then
She wouldn't take
her eyes off me
*
Every move I made
every word I said
she jotted down
in her brain book
*
That inferno scorched
inside her veins
The witch's cauldron
boiling with hate
*
I even caught her eavesdropping
on a conversation
I was having with a friend
*
It's funny how
even though she
got her way
jealousy still lives
in her veins
*
Intuition tells me
that it's because
she knows
no matter how
hard she tries
she will never be me
About the Creator
Sarah Jane
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