I shake I feel a missing

leg, an error in me, my mind, pain

as I sit here, there in the past,

in the present, never could I sit still

without the wrongness/pain of my perceptions

causing the inability to accept the now


Resistance, him, her, them, us

all, everything, the world

 Incomplete hole, gap

that pains and drives me crazy

is it sexual? Luring me to a spot

then another spot, then another

deception, concealing its intentions


A disease that breaks, destroying he bridge

the hope to arrive, to find, unloved, unlovable

moments of release only to come back to reality

its reality hurting me trying to get away from its imprisonment,


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