I have to look away
from my eyes in the mirror
When I walk down sidewalks,
my eyes swim ahead for the next
innocent one
who could think I'm a threat,
and I swerve or shrink
preemptively
in body
and head.
And it usually works
But sometimes they cross
to the other side, just in case
- trailing a dog that could rip me
in half, probably
it's rough.
There doesn't seem a way
to try hard enough
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