Sticking in my craw.
Then I crawl…
Then I stand…
And get pushed down.
“Stepped on when I had no shoes”
Who is this foul beast inside me?
Do I dare to cast it out?
Or just sit here and wait patiently.
This thing, what is it about?
NOTE – Can’t shake this….
All due respect for R. Wilson and Daddy Cool on line number, whatever….090924