Sunday, February 7, 2016

is living fighting

i'll jump in the shower, throw on a cute little outfit, and bomb on over to your place
or that's what I'd say if my vertebrae were not piqued, if my complexion were stable

my nose is open for combat and while i do not savor pain that comes only later along
with the stun that follows a slaughter even hounds' chins rest contritely on the rug

is it only that when they came for me i had to protect myself and my babies and now
i am always at the ready even needy for adversion, for a scrim across life's vagaries

by Reptily
With thanks to Dr. Donna Thong

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