The nerve of me

Sometimes

I get the horrors

when bodies are near me

(Do I know why?)

But, I can dance with you.

Shop in the throng’s milieu.

Navigate the bellicose traffic.

Then home, where the heart is,

I shift out of gear.

And, like Scotty,

I don’t think we can take it much longer, Captain.

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