Right here? In front of God and everyone?

[underdogx]

Well look at your eyes.
Look at your eyes
interrupting me while I'm trying to flirt.
How rudely troublesome,
what with composure
trading all high like this.

And, listen to you.
Listen to you threaten lives
in a diminutive Balearic accent.
Not even the shiv could stop my laughter,
even if its timbre changed
and i buckled
like I've been penetrated before.

Now feel you.
Feel you wipe the tears from my face
like you intended to console me.
My hysteria must be slapped away
not coddled.

Look, I'm bleeding still,
though I've choked
the heaving back to sanity.
And look at you.
When did you start carrying that knife?