I did not intend to spy on he
r or overhear all she said
about the man whose
story she wrote
and how she intended
to humiliate him
with details of his
questionable past
I just happened to be
in the wrong place at
the right time
to hear her mocking
him
for thanking her for
a story
that he seemed to see as positive
when she wanted to nail him to the cross
girl talk upstairs
a mocking voice telling her colleagues
just how stupid this man was
and I behind a filing
cabinet by accident
stunned at her
cruelty
and alarmed about how possible it was
she might talk about me
as she did him
he too thick to pick up on the duplicity
is this the real her
I heard on this day
the one that hides
behind
the pretty face and
big eyes
who's thoughts were like
a Dorian Gray painting
much more ugly on the inside
than we might perceive from
her glorious exterior
I didn't mean to spy
on her
now I know I can't trust my attraction
since there is someone else inside of her
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