Pin me with your donkey's tale

stab me

with your circumsized view.

For a million reasons

I reject

you.

Give me one on which to fasten

screw        sticking-point tight

not these thousand incisions, these violent inquisitions, oh no.

Where there's a wheel there's a way - ahoy! -

so pilot on, and be

masterful.

One

does not understand me

but targets me with gaping cartoon-cannon mouth.

                     My black pearl soul 

                     is aghast

                     at his crayoned canterlevered caring.

                     The other 

                     is fillialy cruel

                     harpoons with siamese-oriental-beautiful-Oedipal eyes.

My pain is un-scattalogical

en plein air agony

a Mir Freudian phase... ignoble, unknowable, quaint.

So... go on

toodleloo

off you go.

No claws for empathy here.