"I tell myself that it is not me,
It’s some unknown wriggling entity.
Wrapping itself around my bones.
Chewing up my wants,
Directing whims, true loves."
It’s some unknown wriggling entity.
Wrapping itself around my bones.
Chewing up my wants,
Directing whims, true loves."
FROM THE OTHER SELF - POEM
BY PAUL WISEALL
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