i dazzle between lemons
tripping on sidewalks
i hate the words you say
it hurts to be, i said
we sway from blocks
wondering where we went wrong
it feels like fallen cinder
a stub of your toe
to bathe in the blood of your feelings
i laugh with a tickle
sideways glances
upside down frowns
bumps in the night
protective of a once knight
turned satan
with hate on his breath
two broken legs
a mouth which kills instead of makes
night knight