I Hate Tape
It clings on for dear life,
taunting me.
I can see its edges
slowly peeling off
carelessly
exposing the underneath.
It repulses me,
just laying there.
Affixing to
any thing
that gets in its way.
It’s greedy…revolting.
It struggles against my will.
But, I am stronger.
It adheres to my fingers
scarring my hands
with sticky
crystal debris.
Worthy battle scars
removed only by soap warfare.
(c) Susan Elliott
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