fuck if i know

     and it could bore you to death
but it’s patiently seated inside you
it’s harnessed around
  up
and behind you
     (thriving/alive/surviving/benign)
    in
you
.
la da la da drive it off a cliff
it climbs back into the hole in the wall

/thankful/
to ride the train.
and play its petty/annoying/perverted games.

have you stared it in the face
as of yet?
your day will ...