May 2005 / Volume Six / Issue Three
Joel Van Noord
Inside out

Lately Iíve been retreating too often to the space
You stare into when the dentist excavates a cavity.

Confrontation but a weak and dying animal in need of

Eyes batting away when they should be cold

Ears melting away
Trying everything they can to avoid

The mind inside
A bulldozer
Straining to push new dirt over the unwanted stimulus
that streams in through the senses and, like a virus,
tries to embed itself
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