Tuesday, December 11, 2012

to you i could say anything:
i ache, i hurt, i need.
the self-admission takes much more strength.
dear spine, dear stomach,
dear heart that pumps my iron blood:
i need, i need, i need.
i need security, and a chance to catch my breath;
comfort, allowance, plenitude, peace.
whether or not you can save me
or provide any of these things
is up to you:
but at least i have asked.
(self-admission: it is not necessary for me
to do everything on my own,
and my heart won't break for allowing help.)

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