do you?

I see...

no, you don't.

you don't see

what

I show you

you see

something

you don't want to,

with your

unseeing pair

of eyes,

mentally

stabbing my

words

while you deliver

a sickening

catchphrase

I see...

it drops

with a heavy thud

lying between us

like a bloody

corpse

no one wants

to tend to

and you stay where

you

are

with that blank

expression

you are popular for

when I know

I know

that you want

to strangle

my words

with your bare

hands

and bury it

along

with all your

meaningless

catchphrases

and

I stay where I am

with a face

so clear

giving no

spaces

for a dark cloud

to hang up

side

down

and I

smile

with a bravery

stumping your plan

to murder my

vocabulary

I see...

do you?