A Gossip

She looks out the window
watching everyone in sight.
Then she turns what they were doing
to suit her own ends.
An innocent conversation
turns into a torrid love affair.
Hurting is just part of her game.
You win or you lose.
What the heck,
so they get hurt.
What has that got to do with me?

16 January 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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