By The Guppy   kingsaladmonkey@hotmail.com
Date: 9 June 1999

standoff

to recreate a possible lasting something 
when all my lines and lyrics fade quickly
and when my heart depends on that same fading
bet you wish you knew how it feels
bet you don't
the smoke screens must confuse you now
intentional, though i won't admit it
if your voice were to pierce me at this moment
and if my barbed words were to injure you
i would hope the poison would not sink deep
for you or i
i've seen behind your rage
behind your clawed present tense
i can only hope for the same
for some realization
understanding
clarity
that from this hell we both created
something will last that will not wrench our insides
or compromise our integrity
i wish you peace of mind
whether you give a damn or not
my arms are thrown down
strike now if it's your intention
or throw down your own