if little Johnny comes out to play

via Daily Prompt: Present


Dual reality, disguised as love

angst and trepidation confirmed

she lied, not tried like hand to glove

and jettisoned an others sperm


Betraying smirk, the lying bitch

she played him for a fool

his pain is present, dumped and ditched

boiled in a gruel


Bound to stay, the rules they say

no room for another lover

Facebook shame, not really fame

T’is shallow like no other


Your lying eyes, he sees you now

through his heart, you pierce

if little Johnny comes out to play

this ending may be fierce