poem #36

teddy pathology
Someone once said,
a teddy bear is a projection
of your early fears of spaces
& absolute stillness.
Of losing yourself in the shafts
endless as you. You rip Teddy to shreds.
You stitch him back together.
Tell him it was all just a misunderstanding.
You tell him to be quiet.
– Kyle Hemmings
Kyle Hemmings lives and works in New Jersey. He has been published in Elimae, SmokeLong Quarterly, This Zine Will Change Your Life, Matchbook, and elsewhere. He loves cats, dogs, and garage bands of the ’60s.
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