“Hit me with your best shot, cause now, I’m invincible

too normal

glanced up,

constant circular motion

without knowledge of

anything

echoing,

left hand slowly penetrating.

her right hand said hello.

her mother’s name in my best handwriting;

consent

a child resembles its mother

an image

innocent and helpless

loiter in me forever.

I need to talk

my permission to go on with the procedure

you haunt me, white room

leave now

my eyes-

not feel or remember what was going to happen

in awe, not sure what to say

response not needed

-printed on this 8” by 11” sheet of white paper-

shut out