Call It Love
Slowly I’ll slip in
a fine tipped needle
as opposed to
a dark, direct dagger
By the time you feel me
I’ll be normal to you
the way you always
were
are
the way you’re
meant
to be
I’ll be your peripheral
your purpose
your point of being
From needle
to cannon
I am a wrecking ball
inside you
and you
will love me for it
October 1, 2018
OctPoWriMo2018 Day 1
Outstanding
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