Light tan parchment paper background with wheat grain texture

A Rebuke

2021-09-11

№ 399

Ah says the stranger that I dreamed of
just last night
you think yourself so clever
talking about me with your friends
writing me into your most recent
poem as if you knew me
or the place I come from
or even who precisely
is the you
that I've been sent to kill
but when you feel my knife
entering from behind
and slicing up between your ribs
I doubt you'll feel yourself
so clever then!