take the meaning out
be the fox that snares a bird
already so tired of that
magic tricks went flat

our blistered love
always saying too much
reeling in the line to bait you
i’m done with that
blood on fingers I cant
take it back

caustic in a shoulder touch
the things you say you see in me
a lighthouse clear that disappears
kindness like an unloaded weapon now
my hands are up and yours are down

swallow dirt to hide my face
dressed up for my just desserts
keep the traps on both sides of the fence
already so tired of that