Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Insensitive

I am affected.
Deeply.
To the core.
With every touch.
And every push.
The dirty hand.
Like a snake.
Sliding along.
My person.
Blindness.
Blame.
Bumping my heart.
Nudging me.
Pulling me.
Off my axis.
Pain.
Tears.
Loss.
I am spun.
Uncontrollably.
Carelessly.
Torn.
From the root.
Topped off.
With guilt.
For good measure.
For being honest.

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