Secret

she thought she was tough as nails
in her suit of armor
but what she didn't count on was
my secret weapon

I would begin to speak
but instead of saying weapon
I would pronounce it
weep
on

weep on

and I knew if I said it enough
she would begin to cry

and as those tears began to fill that suit of hers
at her toes
eventually
that suit of armor would fill with water
and she would have a choice
stay in that suit of armor and drown
or take that suit of armor off