SOFT VOICE, SHARP ARROWS: WHEN DELAY MEETS PRECISION
This is for all those who think of the perfect comeback three days later. Or three months later. Or whenever.
I have found poetry to be the satisfying weapon.
SOFT VOICE, SHARP ARROWS: WHEN DELAY MEETS PRECISION
You may think
You got away with
Offending me,
Insulting me,
Disrespecting me.
Ha!
Your unkindness pierced
my fragile skin,
burrowed deep into my psyche.
It smoulders,
silver-hot,
slithering like mercury,
shifting shape,
becoming stealth-driven arrowheads
engraved with your initials.
Sticks and stones, my dear?
Wait for my words:
slowly sharpened,
fiercely finessed.
You may never even know what hit you.
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