I Don'T Envy You

I don't envy you I don't envy you sister I don't envy the fact that your eyes are too bright, painted with colors of the rainbow How your lips look like they are smeared in a pot of warm blood How your face look like a pot of brown earth plastered on a wall How your fingers wear vulture claws; your toes too How your gait erotically draw lustful souls into your coven of shameless fantasies I don't envy you Not at all dear friend When you kept crooning about a yet to be found lover How you brought a picture of your perfect man snatched from your minds' wall How you swore to wring him around your body until he puts a ring around your finger How your spell of deceitfulness brought home your shame unsavory How that wicked craving of yours sent away all that meant well I don't envy you I don't envy your constant nagging; your definite raging Your late nights and early morning shrieks of bitterness Not even your legal tender that seems to diminish at hours tick Not to mention your headlamps that have lost its bulbs Your speedometer that stopped functioning Your thermometer that has drastically gone up I don't envy your madness Yours sadness Your reddened eyes Your blackened heart Your blue and gloomy sky Your sunset You in your closet Your stiffened body Your silent words The wide road you chose Your gnashing of teeth I don't envy you I don't envy anything about you. Fabulous Edwina 'Neofloetry' Aleme (c) 2014.