Dan Michaelson

Rookie (A long time ago in a galaxy far far away. / Southern California)

What Is It?

This squiggly thing inside my top side
Is nothing and protects not a hair on my hide
Yet secretes a venomous substance that I cannot see
It limits what I eat what I do what I’ll be

For this thing is not controllable to anyone now
Perhaps in the future, maybe, somehow
But it eats me alive slowly devouring me
Will I die before it lets me be able to see

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