Non-Erotic PoetryAntipathyIt’s a tickle, pernicious prickle,
running along the spine,
intuitional, often quite fickle,
a subconscious ratiocine.
It might be an action,
a gesture, a word,
some over exaction
so often blurred but
setting the scene for
open warfare, tightening jaw
where a smile was before.
Some will deliberate,
setting the bait.
wanting some combat
protagonists agonize.
Unwilling to wait they
rumble and quibble until
there’s a nibble then
let battle commence.
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