A day removed slides by
Without parting lips of this,
Or that horror, but in defense,
It’s horror and shock, and
Nothing else in this world,
So more piled on fails to ruffle anyone,
So, why worry me?
But, the large sigh means I still
Cannot see the reason for sounds
With rough edges, for the
Purposeful hate, and the necessity
To place yourself on high,
Where it is clear, and you’re not.