you who are privileged
you at a loss
you who's known both states
and still did not choose
you who glimmer just behind the eyes
you who cannot explain the how
of your daily assault
yet you who are subordinate
to every fever of lust and fear and
determination to go forward
not knowing whether it for you to do so
you who I address in this oblique way
you are a con like me and like me
you stand quiet and titivate
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
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