Poem 10 of 30

When did my monster arrive? How did it enter? Did it scry for chinks of weakness in my spirit? Did it smell control lust in the plaque between my teeth. Did it latch onto a waxing reach for power and the abuses that would certainly follow? Did I unknowingly woo it to wedge and lock itself inside?

© 2018 by Miya Upshur Williams

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