Wednesday, 11 May 2022

Between my strong fist and my pollyanna flower

 




Between a broken nose and a false smile         

Between pity and gunpowder

Between the fight and fleeing the scene

Between murder and diplomacy

Between aggression and oblivion

Between brutal and realistically well behaved

Between screaming and pulling the reins

Between tiptoeing and ambushing

What am I supposed to do with all this fire?

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