Jealousy


O, jealousy 

is she fine 
so well bred 
the perfect girl 
a social deb? 

is she the sort 
you've always thought 
could make you 
what you're not? 

o, jealousy 

is she bright 
so well read 
are there novels 
by her bed? 

is she the sort 
that you've always said 
could satisfy 
your head? 

o, my jealousy 

does she talk 
the way I do 
is her voice reminding you 
of the promises 
the little white lies too 
sometimes, tell me 
while she's touching you 
just by mistake 
accidentally do you say my name? "