sit and don't move.
easy.
just feel the itching,
underneath your left thigh.
the aching,
in your right eye.
the irritating,
in your right knee.
the burning,
in your heart.
you can't move.
don't move.
just sit and don't.
you're being forced not to move,
not to even scratch or rub,
you're not allowed to,
because i'm in control.
that's how it is.
the itching,
the aching,
the irritating,
the burning;
it's still there.
it's me.
what are you going to do about?
nothing,
because you can't move.
bang! bang!
YOU ARE READING
bodies ➳ author
Poetrypoems that i've written, one line song lyric(s) at the end of each. the poems are meaningless and just "describe" that've happened.
