Hawks and Doves
Did you shout out in shock that day as she suddenly stuck
her spiked heel into your spine kicking you to the curb
through the open car door before slamming her foot
on the gas and speeding away tires shrilly squealing
leaving you lying there by the roadside
red faced in disgrace
your heart shattered
your brain reeling
struggling to process what it was you were feeling
she having planned in advance which card she would play
to proclaim her innocence
You should have known better
She was just a young kid in a cashmere sweater
so to do the same for which she condemns men is ok
she would go on to say
I knew what she intended to do
though if I could have warned you
I doubt you'd have listened anyway
for who am I but a woman who knows very well
what her kind is capable of
That hawks such as she soar in circles above their prey
pretending to be a dove
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