she rubs you
the wrong
way.
she's an
itch you can't
reach,
a wound
that won't heal.
she's the pebble
in your shoe,
the inflammed
corner
of a broken
nail. she's
the nerve
below the tooth,
a twitch
in your eye.
she rubs
you the wrong
way. she'd like
nothing more
than to pinch
a nerve and see
you cry.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
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