P.s

Judge me not for this! I am always vengeful and jealous. I feel like Kafka, EXHAUSTED AND MENTAL.

This is catharsis

This is a cage

I wrought the mesh myself

I bought a pocketful of snares

To face plant straight into

To tenderly share with you

Intruder, are you the pied piper

Of my semester of neglect?

My term of indifference?

I lurk and plot

To introduce you both

Don’t ask

I won’t tell

Have you met a friend of mine?

She’s the last you’ll see of me

It’s somewhat twisted

A little more constricted

Time to say goodbye,

She’ll be waiting

To scoop you atop her knee

Now there’s a face to benefit

From the sharp points of barbs