I always knew
you were a war machine.
Never occurred
that you would turn on me.
There’s no truth
in your mouth anymore,
only the teeth
of a carnivore.
All the times
you kept me
safe inside,
you were just planning
my homicide.
The end of the world.
The end of all life.
I watched your smile
become a bite.
I wonder if it’s time
for you to know
that I’ve grown
teeth of my own.
You’re not the only wolf
in sheep’s clothes.
I’ve learned
to blend in
with the fold.
HG – 2022
