Jack and the Jacknife

Surprise gently brushed her features
With the scarlet hue of blood
Or maybe it was anger.
"I'm sorry"
And that was that
Paraplegic tendancies
Won't mask a weakened heart
"You always try to hard"
Talk, askans
Like a predator
Smoke-silent
Stalking through the forest
Keyed for the weakeness
I have none.
Or maybe I am all weakness
To provide a united front
From which to farwell.