A Comfortable Needle

Here I am
a social murderer
of morality.
I scare them away
watching them run.
I snicker
Even though inside I can’t handle
myself
I’m losing.
Yet I’m not.
My grasp on life
is also my needle in the heart.
I wish I could pick at it
but I think if fits me.
It really fits.
Thank you…

November 2000

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