Oh, I don’t trust anyone

further than I can throw them,
or, more importantly,

closer than I
can extend my arms

to hit them.

I’ve got the red, green,
and yellow flags catalogued,

got the people, who play their games, categorized
into boxes.

I shake the safe box

vigorously
in my excitement,

break a few
necks at times,

but never crawl inside.

first feat. in On Gaia Literary Magazine