The Bite

The bite comes
In the gaps between
Your teeth where
Spears could not
Penetrate for so long

The spaces between
Your eyes
Where time flies
And lands whether
You’re having fun
Or not

It all comes
Back to bite

In the ass
On the lobes
Of your ears

On your
Lower back
Where columns
Of spine diminish
Over time

On the bridge
Of your nose where
Dreams ascend and
Perch and reality
Gets crossed as well
As your eyes

The bite

Whether you dot
Your “I’s and cross
Your “T’s”

Its indentation
In your mind as
You try to move
Out of the crosshairs

It comes back
To bite you

So bite back
While you

And don’t
Forget to

© 2017 Tony Robles


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