once upon a time

This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.

you’ve got my number
with your smooth words
and that smile

you play to the weakness
of my vulnerability with your
manipulation, the lines

secrets and memories and everything in-between
the danger of being seen

hook, line, and sinker 
once upon a time

no matter how I
try to balance the 
emotional register of
the you and me – 
it never comes out even

you’re always in the negative, 
a debit to the credit
of who I am

your manipulation used to look
a lot like love

you’re a fake
a beautiful snake

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