Threat

[seankirkland]

Threat
s.k.
2.01.2005


Sucker-punch, my love
That’s what it feels like to me
The way it materializes from nothing
You, of all people
I should’ve suspected
Cynicism, let’s make like friends

Poison that’s eating away
Our lovely life together
Many on the outside
Would think we’re royalty
But I know better now

Turn away from it
Leave it behind
As far as east from west
I won’t remember, my love
I beg of you to do this

So selfishness won’t rule the day
Let’s move ahead
Don’t hesitate
Seesaw on your doubts and seconds
A seat at the table is open
Oh such sublime, priceless offer