raw

your tintinnabulation finds me caught
underwhelmed exhausted
seeming to have lost some battle of wills
what is this chess that you speak of
some easy metaphorical mask to sneak behind
I am neither pawn nor queen
I am landmines beneath the board
where you seek logic I place danger
and you say that you will not walk away from this game
but I am explosions in the sky
I am Shock
I am Awe
something is missing in the way
we crossed paths
I am guns
you are peace signs
there's flowers for this barrel
or there would be if they'd not been devoured
by the wolves
You are late-night laughter
I am the fear beneath it
either way, the sheets are pissed upon
in light or dark
it doesn't matter
I am ten paces at high noon
you are a stroll on the beach
I am defenestration
you are a safety net
puzzle pieces that do not fit.
so just git.