The other woman cried
despite the ants crawling behind her eyes.
She coughed up the memories like sand
She wanted to forget the time you held her,
covering her ears while the storms blew by.
She scrubbed herself,
up and down,
up and down,
until she thought she couldn't smell your sweat.
You came back like the unwanted cat,
even as she held you under.
Water leaked from your Cheshire grin
saying "Hey babe, the other woman never wins."
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