Phobia

swaddled a little too tight, I'll ignore the clostraphobia. Alarmed.....,a slap of mud, I'll keep my nose clean, armed with a phobia of people like you. Watchful of the casual, weary of the suits, of any who see color rights, heritage rights rather than common ground. The past,  it's not that child , not this individual, not above or below. Avoidance of the phobias isn't all issues based on fears. Something wants to love so sweetly, always be there to greet thee. At the moment there is war, race against race no one wins its always ended in a draw. Colour against colour but not considered a rainbow. Old fashioned nowhere, a place that spins on the boundaries of common practice of the ways, of old fashioned no one's. The speck how you flatter yourself be careful with your boast or covid will prove that they see nothing but tasty lungs mmm lungs. Brains use your brains we are all the same, vulnerable.