flag

i came all this way to destroy
and my knees hit the pavement
a white flag above your door
written in my blood

i ripped the knocker down
and drooled on the step
begging for an arrow

there was no knock from the inside
no warm slap
no cold china to crack
just a jar with your finger suspended

the beast has gone sour
the honey is stale
i've no more dances to dance you through
under the boiling shower