5wFisher

did you notice, as you aged?
the knife creeping ever so closely
to your shadow; cold and calculating
waiting for you to lose focus
waiting for a random act of violence
to put you on the spot
did you notice, at all?
it's merriment in your solace
it's merriment in rough company
always waiting for it's chance
to crash into your back
always waiting for the opportune moment
only to retreat back into your shadow
as you turn a corner