Might
One way or the other
It could be
Intentions were undercover
Misleading me
You don't seem to care
Either way
The easier route you dare
Whispering it
In my ear
Last minute
With no hidden fear
Yes
Running
You are
To your bribed offerings
I
Much anger
Boiling the blood
Within me
As you
Sit
With a smile
Dancing across your lips
Without conscience
You seem to stray
Literally quite far away
04-18-01
Smiles.z U are always so distinctive in writing such shorted and curt lines...that somehow still flow and jump out at the reader... thanxs for sharing these thoughts here, Jen. :@)