Your dark stare penetrates my security
Hanging over me as I work
I can feel you as if on your table
Menacing blade over head
But now I feel secure
The seasons getting worse
Your glamour lost
The dark passenger a joke
Only a fraction of who you were
You stare at me from the wall
A mockery of a killing saint
Your tapestry holds no true threat
But I can’t help but remember what you use to be
And I remember the good times you had
Before the vague cop replaced him
And the good episodes ended
How I miss the good time you had
And for the cool cop to reface
Then the show would turn
Reuniting the rivalry
The only response being
‘Surprise mother fucker’
