My Life is Little Wins

My Life is Little Wins

My eyes are daggers;

Your cheekbones swords.

If I do not look,

I do not invite the fight.

The only shape my mouth knows is sorry

My lips are sealed lest I

Shrink further inside my skin.

Streetlights twinkling like stars,

Arranged by God,

To guide ones path in circles.

Are you scared of me,

Little street rat?

My eyes are daggers

You know how to use your teeth.

But I know a man with swords

And no apologies

Not for you, little street rat,

Not for me.

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