you can't help but stare
at it, though, letting it shamble
against its own body, watching it tremble
in the wake of someone attempting to speak
you barely reach towards it, since the red letters
read a name you don't want to remember anymore
bright amid the nightfall, they shine anyways
impeding your vision, infecting your heart
eventually you get out of your chair of chickening-out
and answer,
although the plan wasn't supposed
to turn out this way