fear drips from my brow
saturating me in a transparent solvent
holding me down
in a deluge of never ending spatter
hope fleas like flies
in the path of my swatter
something must die
to satisfy what is the matter
attacked from all sides
I fear most what’s behind me
a shield must rise
to prevent my defeat
a supplemental layer of defense
to protect me from absorbing
the coinage I spent
just before I was drenched
glancing in the mirror at my bleeding reflection
all is but lost and scattered from here
the poorly educated guess of today’s precipitation
has soiled my dress and discombobulated my hair
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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