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Dec 2021
on a log? A protruding
lump hogging space. A deformity
without a face. A gnarly mass
surrounded by grass.

Are you a bump
on a foot? Do you stick out
and can’t stay put? Is it hard to
walk in your shoes? Do you
easily bruise?

Are you a bump
on the ground? Not noticed
you don’t make a sound. Men step
on you with their shoes. After they go
you’re yesterday’s news.

Are you a bump
in the wall? Do they cover
you up with a painting? Is it
dark underneath the wooden
framing?

Are you a bump
on a cloud? Puffing out
and loud! A sky of cotton *****
rocking and rolling. Knocking them
out as the pins in bowling.
sandra wyllie
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