New Humiliation

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