I am an expert at hiding.
I am the chameleon
of inconspicuousness,
the magician of mediocre,
the

I have this portable hell
that would fit into my pocket
if it hadn't taken up
permanent

I can still get
frightened out of my wits
by somebody opening
the door to my room
without

October light drenches my room
with beams of luminescent gold,
they chase away Fall's pending

Assigned Dutch AKA Fuck You.

I read on Twitter that:
..."immigration has proven
not to work,

You love me
when I make you laugh

but when I cry -
you're absent.

11 October 2019.
Michelle