Sunday, October 25, 2015

We’re Not Sure Which

come and go –
succeeding in
impeding flow –

the expected –
selecting only what
you have rejected

as “appropriate”
or “nice.”
Infesting unprotected
psychic skin like lice,

they love to watch you anguish –
and take pleasure in – the itch.
They hop up life or stop it.
We’re not sure which.


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