Slide along
Little blade,
And make me feel.
Better or worse,
I have no care in the world,
Just make me feel.

I turn my head away
And look back to find
You have made your mark
On this world
Called my body.

You are there,
Conspicuous in your red attire against my white
And you are proud
Of what you’ve accomplished.

You did your job,
And well might I add.
But, now I apologize
Your position has been filled
By happiness.