Poems / writing

smh

i’m mystified by the gist implied
by your fists that hide
and by wrists you bind.

would i be remiss to find
that your sense of risk and mine
are two different attempts
to prevent a shift in time.

you’re convinced we’re fine.

you’ve no intent to grind
no script to re-invent your mind
it’s water with blood in it
and you insist it’s wine.

go ahead, spit, it’s fine.

© 2013 by Marlon D. Hall. All rights reserved.

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