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Solicitous Sights

by Martha Dee Chappell

Sometimes searing scenes
invade my consciousness,
my surrogate sight,
splintering my spine
with a sinister spirit.
Visions screaming
and seething
in forced speculation;
such squalor confiscates
and slows the senses,
seducing the soul to
sensual suspicion of self.
And it scares me.