My Own
I prefer to receive my own
Purchased by the clinking of keys and a
Blister forming on the thumb.
I prefer to find my own
Among the twisted branches and bleeding berries.
The coat with the mended sleeve dangles by my head
as we find the sleeping bears above us.
He laughs as his becomes a possum
And mine a mountain top.
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