One day,
I'll wake to find
that all my cancers
were real,
and all the spoons in the hospital
won't be able to dig them out.
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Thoughts while stretching, morning
Hold me,
keep the daylight out,
if only for a few more minutes.
Or
let me pretend
that yesterday is now
and today won't come for hours.
Or
kiss me on the forehead
and leave.
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