Cut You
It’s hard to determine
whether you are listening
Or daydreaming of what to
counter my thoughts and dreams with
Your way of using big words
and stroking my ego
Luring me in, getting me to
relax and exploit my safety
You’re well versed in worldly
affairs
A mover
A shaker
A candle stick maker
But while you were weaving
your web
I crouched down and slowly
withdrew my knife
During your hour of lies and deceit
I took a breath and cut you
from my life