He's using that damn
sanitizer cream again
as if mundane antibodies
are gonna trounce that rare
strain of Ebola his momma
told him would kill
everything he ever loved
unless he stopped touching
himself with those filthy hands
and thoughts most perverse
before tasting that sting of
soap through his tears.
Maybe that's how he
got that girlish lisp?
I’m too loud again.
Can’t discern the margins:
acceptable versus intolerable
inside these hollow, carpet
walls, enveloping me
in a cloying tomb
with the voices
of the anguished
spilling cloying accents
as annoying as my own
dulcimer waves
on infinite loop
advising to voices
busy in distractions
of fear with that mournful
quiver betraying the fact
they’d failed to catch
my nuanced charm.
wonderful use of language in general man- great