Daisy

You tread a heavy floor, a face of savage blue, yr pride swollen raw, there's no sense of ease, within this furious mood, never one to say please, point to some distant shore, resting in the gloom, where you want me to go, when you want to meet, is always on your purview, to nail my itchy feet, you walk on lonely stones, a crumb of life anew, sweat your angry bones, why shout and swear deceit, spilling out your spume, only a fool takes heed, as you rage and roar, you'll never be my glue, there are other boys, well beyond you.