I want none of it anymore

sand between toes

a wrinkle in my nose

snuff it out please

for I am not one or two

with anything

I am made of shards of dust

of fallen particle

or leftover bits and bobs

unsuited for the ordinary

I want none of it anymore

the it that is I

that is me

that is scraped together to give shape

to a hopeless shifter

a guilty drifter

I want none of it anymore

as the “none”

is me

and me is unfit to step or speak

where other lives crawl

I want none of it anymore

that carless laughter

that sleepy smile after

a long awaited delight

cut short  always

by rippling fright.

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