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