Day: Mar 12, 2022

The night taxi is taking me right through the streets that bit me.

I wish I did not know these parts of the city.

My eyes were once wide, and my tail was bushy.

Last week you called my pleas for help a little pushy.

I am far from naive, still your gaze gives me hope,

It ties around my neck like the finest killing rope.

But the streets smile back, and I snap back from the edge.

There is no nectar sweeter than boiling revenge.

I will go for the ankles, take you down with your words,

Mess up your well-tuned lies and your hidden chords.

The city is mine, even the buildings you own,

Even your trembling lip and that chivalrous frown.

Yes, I wish I did not know these sidewalks and bridges,

The nooses you hung from the windiest ledges.

But the taxi is taking me back to where this started,

Back when you were in love, and I got outsmarted.

-Jackie