atrocities from a story book perspective

pretense your substance on dotted lines

and keep sidestepping notions of solace ties

split tongue and a nervous stare

arm the cannons

rain fire on the serpent's lair

now you look it in the eyes

see

solve this

all these say

when we were

solace play

you're running

how perfect

your lie

provoked

change

against this

reigning

plaintiff

renounce

bleed

try

try and

try

to defang me