now I understand chemo
because this isn’t a snap
no challenge unhiked by these boots
no shallow grave crossed with waterskiis
no free lunch at the alligator park.
see? it makes no sense
how priorities
of the world and of our minds
get mixed up and lost in the vaporous realms we call
fighting with friends.
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