Tickle Poem by Artchil Daug

Tickle



What is it in a tickle?
it takes a little gesture
to cloud the senses
shrouds the mind
with a little touch too
it creeps the soul
a fire that engulfs one
with a better known laughter
with a subtle frown mystery…

What is it in a tickle?
A worm trudging in an apple.

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