Martha

Martha

 

Sometimes

         

            It’s like she doesn’t

                        know I’m here.

 

I’m always here.

 

            Watching, waiting.

 

She’s weak,

           

            and she’s getting

                        even weaker

                                    everyday.

 

Her friends,

they drain her,

they exhaust her.

 

She’ll soon be mine.

 

 

 

That boy

 

            Kevin is his name.

 

He keeps trying to

interfere.

She likes him.

He wants to help her.

I want him.

 

            I will have him

                       

                        as soon

                       

                                    as I

 

           have her.