Between a broken nose and a fake smile
Between piety and gunpowder
Between aggression and oblivion
Between brutal and realistically well behaved
Between tiptoeing and ambleing
What am I to do with all this fire
(I'd like to hit you but I'd never hit you)
Would you stay with me in this red space
(I'd like to slap you but I'd never slap you)
Between violence and silently seething
Between my fist and my pollyanna flower
Between "fuck you" to your face and it's alright
Between war and denial
Between flying vases and secretly weeping