Provocative Sneak

I’ve been collecting my time
Like leaves to a vine
Clustered and crowded
It’s all gathered in my mind

I savor your words
Like people among lords
Anxious and waiting
They rush at me in herds

I retain the negative
Like a camera’s objective
Harsh and narrow
It paints me insensitive

You are what makes me weak
Like roots breaking concrete
Damaging and beautiful
You are full of deceit