a smile he stretched

A smile he stretched

A smile he stretched
With blackened teeth
That looked as though they had been stolen from a thief

The laughter was slight
He seldom spoke
With kindling spite he roared a bitter joke
With that the girl by his side
Eyes watered and her lip shivered
Seeing this he permitted a warm glance

Her hurt had gone to sleep
Before being awoken again
She talked of little else than he
He talked nothing of her

The voice of which she spoke a gentle dull flatness
He was one of the first to be psycho analyzed
He ran way at twelve at five
That man was sorted out by an irrational pursuit
The hunter and the hunted
Never a hunted tiger always a hunted rabbit

Lost between the smudged lines of war
Yet travelling its being on the run
Stay to long and the ice will break
A travelling Russian roulette
A chance in 6 in a revolver you might kill oneself
Boredom the life long sickness
The brain would swell from boredom it would break
An itch to get away but that had never been scratched

In the end
The blind are always leading the blind
There’s none so blind as those who will not see