Mr. DM-Slide on the Married Friend

Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, just thinking of you.

[Verse 1]
Tuesday, October 17th, 10:58 PM.
The screen lights up in Alex's hand,
Jordan asleep beside him on the couch,
the group thread still open from dinner plans.
Mr. DM-Slide types in the shadows of his apartment,
plausible deniability rehearsed like a script.
The message slides in, blue bubble innocuous,
but the intent coils like smoke from a hidden cigarette.

[Chorus]
Oh, the smartphone's glow at midnight,
a portal to small betrayals.
"Hey, just thinking of you" — the hook baited,
wife in the thread, unseen but present.
Plausible, always plausible,
the slide that tests the ice.

[Verse 2]
Alex reads it at 11:01,
the ellipsis dots betray his glance.
Jordan stirs, asks who's texting so late,
"Just an old friend," he mutters, screen dimmed.
Mr. DM-Slide waits, refresh button worn,
knows the wife's name from the shared vacation photo,
April 2022, Cabo, all smiles.
The deniability: "Didn't mean anything by it."

[Bridge]
What does he want, this slider of words?
A crack in the marriage, a secret thrill,
or just the power of the unsaid reply?
Morally, it's a featherweight sin,
but the weight accumulates, quiet as dust.

[Verse 3]
No response by morning, 7:45 AM.
Mr. DM-Slide smirks at his coffee,
Starbucks on 5th and Elm,
the game played without a board.
Alex deletes the thread at lunch,
Jordan none the wiser, or is she?
The rehearsal pays off again.

[Outro]
Hey, just thinking.
Of you.