our changing interaction

i've stopped trimming my fingernails
my hair, long overdue, met change this week
you refuse to be a reason for upkeep
your eyes are so distracted
so long from me, when we meet
they forgive a shaggy showing
and with your drugs there is no danger
of my harming you through negligence
i do miss the opportunity for harm
and the good of taking measures to avoid it
the spending like to save would be evil
and it is; i would that we return
to tempering our racing selves
this stillness aches me solid
nothing flippant anymore
my carelessness is very nearly
calculated; your ignorance
or failure to notice is very nearly
purposeful   we dance together
and apart   pretending to stand
playing like children   games
governed by instinct   challenge
spiteful and innocent   brand new
ugly as my long fingernails
hot as my red hair

olivia bitting 2000

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