Tracks

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there is a spider

who aspires

to be a scorpion.

does it matter

where the sting

originates?

heads or tails?

.

it is still

a venom,

an achirality

that knocks the wind

from your lungs,

leaving agonizing 

tracks 

in the sand.

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© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Photo: Desert Sunset

Our words can be venomous. Whether they are spoken or written, defensive or provocative. Meeting aggression with aggression simply adds to the world’s negativity and pain. Choose instead to inspire, breathe the life of the Creator together…diffuse the anger and bring true peace.

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