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Itch

An attempt at describing the indescribable.

By Mara WroblewskiPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Itch
Photo by Eirene Thoms on Unsplash

It's like I have this bothering itch

the type that only appears in a witch

the type that tickles and laughs in my face

and is only as clear as the stars up in space.

~~~

It's purple and black with red and green hints

and it's hard to see like windows with tints

I see it, it's there, I know I'm not crazy

but in a big city, it's dim and it's hazy.

~~~

There are times where I've seen it brighter than bright

and times where it's given me nothing but fright

but both are the same, it always holds power

it's here to cleanse me, like a lavender shower.

~~~

It's spooky and scary and often quite dark

but it's open and lush, somewhat like Prospect Park

I just want to go and lie in the center

and put down a deposit, rather than rent her.

~~~

It seems far away when I look in the mirror

but when I breathe and I think, it only gets clearer

I'm sure it will be there as long as I live

so I might as well take it, so that I can give.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Mara Wroblewski

A soul in pursuit of alignment ☯️

Words plant powerful seeds.

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