Stuck
by kholinar
You laugh,
straining my compliments
through smiling teeth,
chewing up thoughts,
protecting
the poison underneath.
But I’ll risk the grave,
I’ll play that game,
if it’ll lift
what festers.
You laugh,
straining my compliments
through smiling teeth,
chewing up thoughts,
protecting
the poison underneath.
But I’ll risk the grave,
I’ll play that game,
if it’ll lift
what festers.