Oppression

silent persecution clings to me

runs it’s black-grimed fingers

through my ratted hair

braiding the fetor

of an unwashed chain smoker

in every fervid fingering.

rabid discrimination leaps at me

springs in coiled attack

from the matted fur

of the mangy pup

who gamboled, errant

in odiferous putrefaction.

perennial iniquity

shoots up through pliant loam

of my future pansy bed

dislodging well-manicured

cultivations, as a mischievous mole

who, rising, shakes itself

covering me in inky petrichor.

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