your blood rushes magmatic
vascular filaments ignited
‘neath less than
two millimeters of flesh
–
confidence betrays you
eyes lowered
a subtle act of humility
submission
–
so close
you can smell it
taste it
flit it with an eager tongue
–
rigid protrusion of inadequacy
prodding your flaccid ego
penetrating your self-image
sowing fertile seeds of doubt
–
taking root
subdued within the fibrous vines of abstraction
bound to their will
placed beneath them
–
absorbing the full length of the shadow cast
your own dwarfed
bashful in its presence pink
wilting before its firmness
–
spurning your individuality
your stunted growth
shrinking
frail
–
impotent in the face of virility
exposed in your softness
its mass magnifying
your smallness
–
quivering masochistically
in the chastening euphoria
of never measuring up
