like an endless line of sins:
one behind the other, some
small, some large. nonetheless
they are all there. tempting me.
jeering. laughing. casting
their ill misery upon me.
snickering. whispering. shouting.
they float past. black red white
beauty indifferent deformity
the taunts sink their claws
into my soft demeanor and
i lie helpless as the
world views itself away.