Protozoa in E Minor

when I could finally bring myself

to look in the mirror

I was more fascinated than shocked

wouldn't the wolf be surprised to awaken one day

a hare, instead?

while I was sleeping

or perhaps while I was looking in the fridge

a bit of classical music, a slice of leftover

ruthless detachment

the cage turned inside out and

swallowed me up,

deranged-amoeba style

(although it is possible

I had been caught in your snare

all along,

too witless to know the difference)

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This is not representative of my life, so don't get any ideas.  Have you ever seen a "ranged" amoeba?  Mostly I just write all the time in the hopes that I will get better at it.  Also I'm reading the book Nightmares & Dreamscapes by one of the few authors I can stomach these days, master of horror, Stephen King.  I had this song in my head while writing this. 

This is that fresh, that fresh feeling.

(in all honesty I write because I have to.  Oxygen, baby.)