sweat dries or sand soaks it up
blood clots even on the surface of the equatorial earth
Bruises fade, some come back the odd one stays at bay
the physical is not your fear
your fear is my word how it´s snarky presence
Finds an entrance, seeks out vulnerable nerve
vocabulary teeth bite down draw hurt feeling
Pure didums and outrage from your itchy self
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