[Performed at #offstageamsterdam at Vondelbunker, 15.09.2018]
I will kill you with a metaphor
My feelings censored
Behind beautiful words.
I dare not say it to your face
The euphemism
When I am burning with anger.
Toying with the void
Here I concoct
The right expression;
My sweet weapon
Retort with an oxymoron.
Then nothing; no paradox or pun
I am even at a loss
For a rhyme.
For when our eyes meet
It is poetry I read,
Without a word
We say it all.
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