Dare I
Dare I tell it to you straight
confront your social gait
battle on the field
just to delineate
words and circles that you mate
can’t remember when it’s late
all I ask is something pure
but you’re too busy on the slate
victim--throw a curve ball bait
but it’s ok
I’ll wait
I never rush homeplate
yeah it’s a tipsy kind of fate
like a shot
Dare I ask you for it straight
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2012
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