There is no room

for doubt

 

in your lizard’s skin

 

around & round &

around you spin

 

a spider’s web of hope

that year by year

 

grows heavy dust

of shredded tear.

 

There is no room

for doubt, with lock.

 

& key your bars you keep

 

a tarnished ray of

teenage dream.

 

You hold your world

so tight: its calloused

 

up your mind, you ratify

a break out clause,

 

that sleeps.

 

There is no room

for doubt, each year

 

& day you rip away

the martyr’s cry,

 

your baby’s sigh

that wedding day,

 

you multiplied by three:

now shadow’s fade

 

on spider’s nest

of rotted prey, (that’s me!)

 

There is no room for doubt

but destiny is shouting

 

in your ear:

& now it’s time to listen.

 

 

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