this body is all i have.
you do not understand this.
you can escape yours easily.
in sports. in sex. in sleep.
we have to walk slowly
when we drag this old thing around.
it is as heavy as grandmothers
heavy as heartbreak
as could have been
as midnight
& as luggage.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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