Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem-distrust October 17, 2015

There was something.

There was something in that bombastic laugh

that set a tingle up my spine,

something not quite right that climbed out from behind your eyes,

incised the benefit of the doubt.

There was something that kept me holding back

long before your strange attack.

Perhaps my intuition,

just knew it wasn’t safe to trust?


%d bloggers like this: