Saw a video of Lucinda in Minneapolis
Like a good friend to the people
More healing balm
Part of me woke after a long sleep
Now what? A hug.
Skittish poems about the pain I felt
Wondering how to be a writer
If I cut off my left leg, am I a writer?
If I cut off my right arm, am I a writer?
How much sacrifice is too much?
I think you should only sacrifice if you believe
Mostly I want to live
Maybe it's just hygiene
The hardest hygiene you'll ever do
I want to live
Was given half a life
Like most of us around here
Predators all around
So many predators I can't think
Here's good company, traveler
I see the predators too.
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