She spins her lies

like a whirling top.

The colors blur

churning like

yellow butter

melting on his tongue.

Dollops of fat

spray all around

congealed in his heart,

a lump in the pit

of his belly

molding him

to her wishes

like lard

in a tub.

You walked into the room unnoticed

Or so you thought, maybe to most

I don't know what drew my glance

There was something there undefinable

Did you see me notice?

Was I turning red?

From across that room,

Could you hear my heart race?

I pretend to read my book

Take notes, but it's all pretense

Every moment torture

Thoughts of what could be

Then I let you leave, coward I

Told myself I could live without you

I must not tell lies

Especially to my heart