A dozen paper cuts
cutting lemon
salting the rim
where is the
tequila when you need it
insults slicing
sarcasm seeping
disparaging
when you're vulnerable
You're too sensitive
can't take a joke
stiff upper lip
until you choke
turn the other cheek
count to ten
just walk away
ignore them
Infected
and sour
a bewitching hour
a bleeding scream
a reverberating ache
(c)2018 Catherine Elder
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