/ grit

Do you think I am weak...?

Breathing my impotent voice
Into the universe,
Nobody to pick up on it...
...except you.

And now, you are poking the bear,
Seriously taking your life into your hands,
Despite the warnings,
Lurid yellow and black and the rattlesnake shake.

You don't want me as your enemy,
No, please do not go there.
Flashing my pearly whites.
That was anything but a smile.

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