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Jan 12
i pull;
i pull;
i pull;
i pull;
i pull;
i pull;
it's not enough.
i'm strewn about, crumbs are scattered,
one foot out the door, one foot sunk in my bed,
one me asking what you think,
one me thinking,
one me thinning,
one me starving,
one me sick,
one me thrashing,
one me shaking,
what a shame that every me is one me.
sometimes it's one me at a time;
most of the time every one me
is me.
sometimes, one me is more than enough.
i wish i was one me at at a time.
Written by
Jessica Goldring  F/New York City
(F/New York City)   
18
 
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