Stay Away by Josh Hoge

flea

the frightening voracity
of

your affection

continues   to haunt me
(to this day)

/

invisible fiend  /

one thousand miles
and

seven hundred mongrels  

later

/

the ghostly pallor
of

your face
in
several gray sedans  outside

my door

/

i   (    )  keep going, keep
running

away  until the shifting
of the
household beams

no longer scares me...