Chase me
Chase me up and down,
do it with the pace of a hound.
Chase me all around town,
on lookers glance with a frown.
Chase me until I am found
and push me onto the ground.
Now that you’ve caught me
you promise me “You won’t be free”.
Keeping me here, repeating my pleas,
but all it does is give you a certain glee.
Gashes, scrapes, and bruises on my knees
your happiness is when my love bleeds.
Wrote on 10/4/23 about an old lover
