Disgusting as she stands critical while he brushes his teeth;
At the bathroom door step she stands on one leg screaming
Blaming and vowing for revenge
He stares at the mirror, his eyes turning scary
The black scorpion moves down the corner of the ceiling towards the door step
She is still there barefooted, with a light pink transparent cotton top
She borrowed from a friend last summer
Splashed of his toothpaste penetrates her lousy top
It has been quit a time; need to get out of the stinky bathroom
He continued brushing, blood drops in the wash basin..
She noticed the drops; got extra irritated…
Are you going to spend the night brushing? She shouted.
His heart beats escalated, his lunges became tighter.
Wished the scorpion could end this siege;
He is free now..