a slice of you

a poem about a man i knew was trouble and pursued anyways

you hide

i seek

i shouldn't

but i do

i’d be lying if i said

i don't like chasing you


you're like a jester

you dance for all to see

i can't help but think

won't you dance for me?


and dance you will

because you love to entertain

i think i'll stop and stare

while you numb all the pain


you're addicted to attention

basking in the light

you could cut our tension

and i’d lick the knife