apathetic

my fight
or flight
has grown
apathetic
every
minor
inconvenience
greeted with
a shakespearean
sigh
to give
a fuck
or to
not give
a fuck,
that is
the dilemma
i was not
born skinless
bare nerves
in a sandstorm
but life
has a way
of stripping
the flesh
from bone
leaving
a huddled mass
burning
to be seen
a lilyputian
in the footsteps
of giants
bemoaning
existence
in fevered
squeaks.

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