With
icy, shifty laser-pointer eyes,
he scowls at me from his seat
with an amused and annoyed countenance
a foot tucked under with sarcasm close
to the edge, his dagger pointing deftly
at his grade and my throat.
CLR 2012
With
icy, shifty laser-pointer eyes,
he scowls at me from his seat
with an amused and annoyed countenance
a foot tucked under with sarcasm close
to the edge, his dagger pointing deftly
at his grade and my throat.
CLR 2012