Green-Eyed Monster

I can’t see around the corners or what in darkness prevails but I hear the thuds and bumps at night and the swoosh from the monster’s tail I smell the stench of aggressions that putrid, awful perfume it permeates my weaknesses my senses reel in this room my eyes can’t see before me this gloom is way too thick if I could find some matches I’d light the candle’s wick green-eyed is its make-up and while it lays in wait no activity for weeks and weeks as it hones its cheating game trusting is the flag I wave virtuous and white blinding in the daytime fluorescent in the night love like this doesn’t grow on trees not even on any vine am I growing like moss on you? or wasting precious time? one last shot to get it right once more I offer a chance watching, waiting on I go doing this sweet, sweet dance I’ll slay the monsters, one by one I’ll be the only one left I’ll stand here just as long I can drying the tears I’ve wept