New Humiliation
Shall I write about humiliation?
Spun out of control,
Still reeling from a blow,
Struck 40 years ago,
Ticking, shaking,
Shallow breath barely satisfies, the
Ultimatum of burning lungs
I can’t tell any face from any other,
Surrounded by savages
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Bold statements, that
No one – including me – believes,
Asking for help,
Emergency within my mind,
Frantic and despairing,
High pitched version of my own voice,
Alone in a comfortable room
Rocking to and fro
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Someone is looking
In mute derision,
Palpable in his pausing
Response via the safe distance of the wire
I sense his gratitude, that
He will soon hang up,
Leave me alone
Alone with this old, old madness
This new humiliation