Untitled Paladino

This predatory leech-like creature leers
across my shoulder, listens at my ear – absorbs
my arrogance, my failures, hates and fears –
bleak, petty, festering things. It stores
them deep inside where mould grows and
releases them at night. It bites
and mutilates my right,
my writing hand.

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