of. Course!
( he’s too close hesdisgusting when’s the last time he showered? And you’re standing so close to him and his is illness traveling to. You. )
Goodbye
And so when I really stopped to think
about the grander network of the world,
I've come to the disturbing realization
that everything bad is slowly but surely making its way towards me.
A stranger contracts an incurable disease. He casually spits on the sidewalk as he passes by.
I inevitably leave my home because I must. It attaches to my shoe and without even realizing it, I bring it back home.
Oops, I dropped something there, on my fingers. The light switch. Oh, my eyeball. So itchy.
The corner of my mouth. It's everywhere. It's inside of me.