My Dear

by September 7, 2017 0 comments

To my dear,
My-Oh-My,
did you know that
Why-Oh-Why
has made you crawl
on the tips of every uncut nail?

made you shrink
into a desperate
Oh-God-Please-Don’t

To my dear,
Me-And-Me,
did you know that
fear loves fear?

Did you know that you have
placed yourself into a boiling pot
to avoid another year?

My dear,

hinges
are missing
from your
conviction

The bare
minimum

has mutated
into kidney stones
of various size
wedged in your gum line,

and no one is around to translate.

editors note:

My-Oh-My, just keep smiling. – mh clay

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