I’m getting pulled in every direction.
This way.
No, that way!
Left!
Right!
Up!
Down!
Hurry!
They’re counting on you.
You said…
Guilt forcefields implode me.
Our world explodes and
I’m to blame.
I begged and pleaded for
everything to cease and desist.
They chose to persist.
Now, here we are.
Not eye to eye,
but
lips to rear end.