the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

No help wanted

“No Help Wanted”
posted on the main vein
punctured like the night sky.
Can’t understand me
for you had a cause– back then,
so you told me when
I was thirteen
unaware you believe you are aware,
because you are not.
Crying, torturing myself–
you won’t help;
I’ll never let you.

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