her love for him
went somewhere south
upon the first betrayal
trust bottomed out
as caution became watchword
South as hell
he stood preaching illogic and damning
while clutching truth behind his back
a mirror he’d not quite agreed with
and here we are in the South
hot as hell
while he bugs out his eyes in the North
sending people our way
for buttered biscuits and sweet teas
AbyKittiwake 