these parasites and guardian angels
swarm in my guts, hum in my skull
a force to be reckoned with
small green army men cast in my own image
dig wells, harvest springs
bound in chains light enough to work in
there are keys but not all bonds are
slavery
Words and Feathers 
Gaaagh. Just that.
You have such a capacity to stop my mind in its tracks.
I’m the crack in the sidewalk that catches your shoe.
Haha, indeed.
‘there are keys / but not all bonds are slavery’ just thought that was an incredible line!
Thank you! ❤
My friend, you are so welcome and deserving
I really enjoyed the opposition in the first line between parasites and guardian angels, and how they were still categorized as the same.
It was an interesting twist.
Thank you for reading and leaving a comment. I’m glad you enjoyed it.