Bayonetwork

We walked on glass all day long, with eyes rolled back
it came with smiles, it came with gestures, and it came with motives.
Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other
This is between me and this blade, and my heart.
Disturbing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters
with a directional diagram of a guilty heart.
"Insert Knife Here"
Lack of through ont his subject has attested catastrophic
Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart.
With our eyes rolled back.