Ego Twitch

Eyes are bewitched by a twitch a that has made a home in the ever-twirling mind. The twitch is both a she and a he - it does not care whatever or witch, It settles in the flesh-nest, lays a soft-shelled egg there a phantom birth of regret and fear. Twitch names itself Ego it is a shapeshifter and does not care. it is a nail-biter and cares not A twitching ego is a clowns face that masks a clear mirror. Twitch, twitch twitch is how the ego goes. Twitchy is it unnatural nature. It struts or creeps be it brought low or raised in triumph. Light is shadowed by its crowing wings. A ‘twitch’ is but a flip of an eyelid, a fabrication in a fictional fantasy, a creature in a children’s story one that we tell ourselves every night or day.