When you asked about last week
You opened sideways
Brushed the color off your cheek
You see it my way
It wasn’t light out for a while
Little later on we spoke
You found me open
When you bring it up I’ll choke
Like I was hoping
And then I saw your
Face in the crowd
With 2 daggers for your eyes
A serpent’s tongue in your mouth
I dreamt you up
And you called me out
It’s like trying to teach the kids all something but they don’t know how
