I try to never
think of them
these other girls
that glide on your perspective
on the outside of your
field of view
you look into my eyes
you tell me that you love me
and only me
but these girls
are snatching hungrily and
I don't know if its our culture
but I was taught to
hate the girls I couldn't see
to bend my
spine in jealousy
(knowing that its not attractive)
writing fantasies
not my own
into grey bedtime nightmares
whereto
rest
my
head
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