The Cactus

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ate my thorns</p><p id="d2a1">Sometimes I want to grow bigger so everything will pop around me and leave me alone, in the desert, with only my thorns</p><p id="1db8">Sometimes I want to shrink so no one can see me but remain prickly just in case someone tries to pick me up and hold me close</p><p id="0309">Sometimes I want to be repulsive to the touch, so that I can just be left alone, thorns and all, in a moment of true solitude</p><p id="7efa">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="e5af">If you liked this, you might like this as wel

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A Poem

Sometimes I feel like a cactus Just a pinprick from scaring someone away who wanted to be close with me but couldn’t figure out how to navigate my thorns

Sometimes I want to grow bigger so everything will pop around me and leave me alone, in the desert, with only my thorns

Sometimes I want to shrink so no one can see me but remain prickly just in case someone tries to pick me up and hold me close

Sometimes I want to be repulsive to the touch, so that I can just be left alone, thorns and all, in a moment of true solitude

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