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Once upon a time
we tried to turn every pain into a poem
a sort of lit-snob attempt
to turn every failure
into victory

Do you still?
Now that I am beaten senseless
by the tiniest of things
no longer hoping to end my pains
but just survive them,
hour by hour,
as they stretch to days
weeks
and longer
Are you still floating with the sane
hoping to triumph over me
with the last thing I write?