Get Out of My Face
Get out of my face, I holler
Leave me alone, I scream
Like spectators in a darkened arena
Like a colony of ants
Like stars in black
Like overgrown grass, dead
Like sand like coal
Get out of my face...
Whiskers
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2023
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