A trim. I am preparing for only a trim.

You Husk and Shell

Vict'ry is between my teeth.
I will make you cry and yell.
This is not the life you want
But here it is, you husk and shell.

I care not of resolution.
The future can be bent and stabbed.
I'll repent when all is over
'Tween a pair of thoughtless laughs.

Down your tongue, Socratic juggler.
In your mouth, my William Tell.
This is not the life you want
But here it is, you husk and shell.

--Keddiz