a Poem by Raquel Swann

To you

i am a thief in the night

a greedy politician kissing

the innocent head of a newborn

a used car salesman who always

seems to have “a deal for you.”

I’m the weather report you saw

before your sunny day at the beach

was ruined by unexpected rain.

You question my existence

as an atheist would god

I’m the hidden fees on

your credit card bill.

Yet, i am none of those things.

Without Trust

How can we live?


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