work in progress: something something

defecation of another human mind
a deuce that should have been kept shrouded inside

it turned your tongue into a rusty knife
too dull to break skin, let alone take a life

but make believe
that you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing 
now bare, i see

but make believe
that you’re a blue line walking crimson streets
unveiled, you see

but make believe
that you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing
now skinned, you’re meat