hide.
out on the tundra
under pressure,
especially the staring,
daring citizens with
good intentions
mention i should just
"shut the fuck up"
so i keep walking.
from a distance
mist precedes your arrival.
i dry my face
and trace the path
to your door.
you say
"shut the fuck up."
and i keep walking.
seems so easy
sleazy people bounce
from room to room
from bed to bed.
i can't abide
those kinds so i
shut the fuck up
and hide.
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