Poem – “Hostility”

Hostility

That smile of yours, curved like a blade
Those grinning teeth are sheathed knives
Blue eyes writhe with secret encryption –
The code to maim and the code to kill
It twists my stomach in two to realize
I never recognize you until the end

©S. M. Shuford 2018
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