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Poems by Inchiki



 


Psyche



catching the plague
an agar dish waits its fate

the poet brain
sniffing the breeze for an aria

when infection strikes
it is swift and forceful

like a sailor landing marlin
while the tub rocks

we cling at the greasy boards
in an ecstasy of conflict

the disease seeks out
the darkest fear in us

its microscopic probe
testing our weaknesses

while we seek to enwrap it
in a safe coat of languages

unmolest it
yet sedate it for later

but for Psyche the worst
that might happen

is nothing
at all






Mind Spool  2014