Very lazily
you grip me
by long ears
belly of my thoughts
outsinging pain
timid, and fearful
of weaknesses, that
in three consecutive deaths
I was not able
to proclaim
the veracity of Lazarus
the fidelity of my 'self' -
neglect and abandonment
as more tangible.
Overdoing
one more excess
to my death
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