No Trespassing

This is my temporal property and I don't appreciate trespassing
The signs are posted
You can't satiate your voyueristic tendencies
by looking through this peep hole and then
pretending I don't exist in the real world
That's messed up
You're not the person I thought you were
and I'm not the person you pretend that I am

This viscous hole keeps sucking me back in
But I am making progress
Even if it's three hand holds forward
and sliding back two
I might scream at the glacial speed
or take a break to catch my breath
but I will not stop
I'm getting too old for petty narcissism

This is the bed that I've made
I hate the sheets so I'm sewing a new set
The old ones keep me warm but
while I'm at it I'm going to build a new bed
Free of tear stains, blood stains, love stains and memories

It's a testament of character
what you hold onto and what you let go
how you cling to it and the grace of it all

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