A Woman's Love Game Poem by Lee Joseph Menke
A Woman's Love Game
My first true love how it wasn't true
my heart was cast in a witches brew
That witch, that beautiful winch
she give, she take
my devil
my snake
Slithered and withered right before my eyes
way before i was memorized
Fangs in my side
a poisonous lie
in her trap
A death cap
heart-black
heart-wrought
i sought true love in a deep dark space
only to be blinded by the light she replaced
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