Sometimes it’s after 
that I do
and only then 
because before I 
couldn’t see maybe 
if I was 
an owl whose
head spins round 
I would’ve seen 
the knife coming 
towards my back 
thrown by myself 

Some days 
lazy days 
rainy days 
random days 
nothing no
one days
just days 
that say
no way

The thing 
we hope 
nobody notices 
is that 
very one 
thing that 
everyone does 
so be 
your weakness 
it is
what makes 
us vulnerable 

If the wind
says anything at
all it whispers 
beware the promises 
of strangers for 
they become storms
of such strength 
as to rattle 
even the strongest 
of them all

A tickle
tackles me
like gaggles
of giggles 
and winks
wing it
when kisses
miss from 
the Mrs