Human contact– infestation,
skin saturated, pissy pores,
travelling up my arms in waves,
in every crevice, under my nails,
inside my mouth, bacteria festering.
Moist globules of bodily fluid containing
all the things I hate the most,
I spit you out, you do not leave,
you loiter on my skin like a leech.

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