A few well-timed hugs
would have short-circuited
this asshole,
the one who swats at tree squirrels,
believes pavement was a gift for them,
rages at the unaware.
The sky oppresses:
every change could be a threat!
Late at night
the mirror speaks:
"your world is undoubtedly small,
undoubtedly you."
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