The One No One Knows

he says they're not waiting,
forming,
lines
but for all the traumatized
he's our "mine"
owned, though
two years
they go
but the boy she
bores
and i'm unlike the
'anyone' he's ever
known
and the jealousy
it spreads
from scalp
to soles
as a mutual whisper
floats
saying not:
a part of us
has needed this
demanding
a give in
(guiltless)
he knows
as i've told him so
"you've stood for
everyone
i've ever loved;
everyone i've never had
because i never
could"
and the innappropriate behavior
draws to a close
as he finishes his glass
and back to her he goes