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it is a string
I am tethered to it
for my nourishment
it is my mother
but it comforts me not

it is the food
that doesn't satisfy
it is a kind of gluttony
that eats the insides
out of me

it demands my attentions
to the point of being
I would like to change
my tail
and become a different animal
I would like our story to be far less

I don't want to be tethered to it
I'd like to cut us clean
silence its voice when it

it reminds me of its need for me
and how necessary for it
I am
so it can thrive and grow
how much longer we can endure
I do not know

this is non-symbiotic
parasitic living
to be in its company
to experience the constancy of pain
it is delivering

I realize if we continue
one of us must die
or it will surely be the
end of me
and result in a kind of

Copyright April 9, 2013
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Meloo / Melissa A Howells
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