I wanna swallow a hook
and direct it at the cork in my gut
conveniently corroding the courage
I mustered with a dump truck
Bottle it up let it fizzle then pop

Hello, my name is
The Turn of a Door ****,
The slam that comes after
when time runs faster than
your little legs could master

Nice to meet you
Don't mind my standoffishness
It happens when I feel threatened
A Defense mechanism assembled
by twelve children in a tantrum