---
categories:
  - Poetry
date: 2019-04-21 12:00:00 +0000
tags:
  - Self-conscious
title: Nervous City
layout: poetry
---

You peered into my presence
Without my permission.
I happened to take notice,
Which gives form to superstition.

Now my thoughts follow laws
That only I can enforce;
If you continue to trespass,
I'll steer you back on course.
