by Kopano Sibeko
Like that old ketchup stain
A dirty secret between your sheets
I’ll remain,
you write for me beautiful poetry
but in the public eye you treat me like your dirty laundry.
The other woman I am, I remember…
The effect you have on me is so mood altering.
You have me from happy to sad
From excited to angry
From mellow to horny
and then you leave me lonely.
The other woman I am, I remember.
She doesn’t have to know, you say.
Yet you declare that we share a love so axiomatic,
you love how our sex scenes are so beautifully dramatic
Totally wild, loud and so purely orgasmic
and I’m supposed to pretend that all of this is not romantic…
oh how pathetic!
The other woman I am, I remember.
You insist we keep this on a state of mutism.
that this is just some form of a reality escapism.
Yet you demand that I be exclusive to you,
talking about how mandatory it is that
I remain true to You.
Just how hypocritical
How egotistical…
Shit you must be hysterical.
To think that you can stuff your unmentionables through me,
and I’m supposed to follow suit and persist on being stupid.
Yes like that old ketchup stain
You’re that Vanish detergent, I’d like to refrain.
I hope you’ll maintain
The fact that you’ll abstain
From calling my name,
when you’re with her in that good bed game you play…
I pray!
I’m other woman,
please remember.
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2013 June 24: Our deepest fear is that we are powerful
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2013 June 3: The Strength of Love and Acceptance
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2013 May 11: Actually, absolutely, definitely NO!
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2013 April 21: Living a legacy is always better than leaving a legacy
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2013 April 23: Intraview II
