Not All That Glitters Is Gold Poem by Kay Barcelon

How subtle she was
I was barely conscious
Such a beautiful gesture
For a voracious creature

She smiles
Watch her eyes sparkle
She prays among the gentiles
Her heart has no glitter

She's suggestive
Watch all the blahs
She’s very manipulative
Be aware of her claws

She’s materialistic
But she can’t buy my life
She's a lying hypocrite
On my back her knife will not stick

That was how the mornings were
She begins all that treachery
And then the drudgery
But I am Kay and I don’t care