Losing An Argument
Caught up in the frenzy
paranoid judgments disguised as reason
woe and viruses
push the man into the dark
he wallows in fear
coughs and sputters
looks up,
knows not to beg the universe
for his imprisonment this time
his insides ache with the venom
bitten into him
soul changes from gas to liquid to solid
and back
unsure of its own density
the man fights his own capitulation
“better to die on his feet, than beg on his knees”
he rises up
leans on his shadow
begins the long walk.
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