Getting

It's getting closer to Now
Something too near to see

A mirror in the face sees you
Surrounds you
Becomes you
Until suddenly
Someone else is there
Instead

Life calibrated into units of value
Biological energy appropriated

What is this unholy thing that comes to steal each gift

Something too near to see
It's getting closer now



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-10-01 at 11:56

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