in the vacuum
she smiles brightly,
she attends to his needs,
she busies herself with his wellbeing:
odd jobs here and there, occasional gifts;
she removes his power to remove her from his life,
for then she’d be the woman who only tried her best
and he, unarguably, the cold and ungrateful bastard,
happy to take and take without thought to the ledger.
Her self-righteous commentary rewrites his world.
Oh how she hates all that which came before.
Behind his back she slips into their minds,
whispering to them their worthlessness.
And everyone is poisoned,
and she herself takes
the largest dose