Lightly Bruised

by Mac Guerreiro You grazed my dreamscape again.It drives me insane how you go about your day,Not an ounce of thought my way,Suppressed ones don’t count,Or do they?But maybe this is a gaslight,And eye’m doing it to myself,Pretending to be oblivious to the vibes eye get from you,To the subtle cues,The glance my way as …