A very specific itch

One foot in the slush,
the other in a paratactic trap.
The pliant lines turning to sap.
It just happens that way.
Isn’t that what the others say?
I’ve been busy making my way
ahead of the drips.
Always slips, never slides.
This song will ride your heart strings
and give you a very specific itch.
All right, I’m through bitching I guess,
but what about the groaning
in the next room? They
make seething look like a cinch,
they really do. Just wait
until their true genius bursts.

-r. miller

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