Contrast

Once again

I have nothing left but my pen

Alone in the dark

The contrast is stark

Between you and me

Where you sting like a bee

I hide beneath a tree in the park

Laymen construct

And I deploy

But no one has a good enough decoy

For the blood in the spittle

For the chicken little

We all are together in disguise

Which is what makes it such a surprise

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