itchums

i've developed this new habit
:
fondling the
contours
of my
scarred and semedhic
nose
when i'm lying
when i'm uncomfortable
when i'm thinking
when i space out
and my hand goes off on its own in search of
tactile sensation

there's a ridge
and
dip
a bump that rides up
big
jew hill
down
240
rounding
350
degrees
back

i don't like
having
a
tell
being
'in'
theater
i'm not supposed
to
have
my hands
in front of my face
and truly
i don't want you to know
how awkward
i truly feel