Jealousy is angry orange.
It sounds like mirrors shattering
--tastes like sour milk.
It smells like rotting apples
--looks like a bruise on creamy skin.
Jealousy makes me feel ugly.
Jealousy is sick green.
It sounds like my own quickening breaths
--tastes like the salt of tears.
It smells like peroxide
--looks like her hand in his.
Jealousy makes me feel abandoned.
Jealousy is hatred red.
It sounds like bones splintering and breaking
--tastes like the copper of blood.
It smells like a flame that's burned flesh
--looks like a forgotten body on the floor.
Jealousy makes me feel powerless.
Jealousy is the last resort to people who can no longer love.
