Taking the blade
That popped into your
Head
And
Drag it on the rocks
Until it is chipped
And dull
And nearly gone
Until it is
A lesson
Not
A blade
And then?
Figure out
If only you
Need the lesson
Or
Should find a better way
Than dragging people
Through rocks
To share.
Yeah I’m trying thanks poet go back to bed I have bills to pay.
I Am Who I Make Myself 