Candid Most Often

every now and then
i see a piece of me
in all the things I’ve
wanted to deceive
and every time
I walk a line
it detours every time
to a spike strip addled road
carved out on the side
aside a boring sings
with arms folded company
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And then right there
I’m feeling scared
not a ghost white
but nerves like fleas,
Scattering
Embalm before the storm
And every time
I see a sign
designed to change my mind,
my thoughts are all aligned
in keeping me
free from thieves
these are all mine