If Only Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

I feel the wine hiss from your lips
Your eyes dart to the door
And then on your flimsy watch

The desire to puncture you
With my fork and knife
Burns within me, I blink rapidly

You didn't want to be with me
I knew the night held secrets
And you'd rather vie in its vines

The quietude within me
Still tugs gradually upon us
Or maybe, just on the outside

I slid my hand down to my thighs
Fingers tapping as I eyed you
You're a fake, a sinner

So was I, but I got changed
As you slowly shifted your tie
Tighter up your neck, I sighed

If only I had the same privilege
To deprive you of your breaths
If only I had the guts; curses