There is an itch
in the middle of my back
just out of reach
and i scrape myself
like a pathetic grizzly bear,
against trees,
stucco walls.
Try as they might
no one can get right at it.
Either it's the wrong pressure
Or the wrong location.
It's maddening
this unreachable nagging
that cannot be answered.
I used to fear it would
drive me insane,
until I realized
it was the thing
driving me.
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