just napkins VI

may the pieces of everything be you & me


how can it be a world where we can when we cannot?
why is exhaust so exhausting?


if you can’t be thrown, be tossed away.
i write of myself
so do all authors
i ask of myself
so do the petty
i never pretend to be pretending
i am always myself
and never yours

i will do good when it’s right (or left)
i will do wrong when it’s straight and narrow
i break myself to build you up
and thus, myself as well


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