I Said
I Said Part One I thought I could feel his uncoupling, his anger surfacing after a long still night of wondering, after a long drawn suffering to the dawn, his curtness abusive, his arrogance fraught. I look upon his stance, with him trying to stand tall, but yet quaint, and soft. I looked at his face and thought it full of hatred, somehow you could see that he was seeking revenge, yet his silence and smiles were unnerving. His false friendliness obvious to all, knowing that his...