She sliced

into their friendship

as a knife invades the mellow

 

of cheese, binding lifeless

to a one-sided

scalpel, sharpened blade.

 

Like the lip of an iceberg

smirks, while masquerading a titanic

terror awaiting, she pantomimed wit,

 

like Persephone

so clung, knew not how best

disengage, an ego

inflated so, emboldens.

 

Like a hawk fallen, taking

thermal winds

for granted, civility

 

such as hers belittled all,

disguised a tiny aperture for

such parity to exist

 

such, foolish deeds as she  

brandished, like Hermes, believed

such deceit, betrayed just one.