I Come and Go
hell comes and goes
that old
high sprung
jack-in-the box
grin on a spring
jumps out
pop goes my holy holisticness
i fall sick of myself
my all-a-roundness leaks
stuff looms
it happens
then i pray and cuss
cuss and pray
chase down the devil
pin him down
rip off his clown face
tell him
ever
so
gently
to stop being me
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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