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A Poem by A.G.

April 2010


i look like a person

i am tall and pale and thin
but my blood is a slow rolling poison
                doctors wear two gloves a hand
                when they have to prick my skin

                         face shields
                when my baby slid between my legs                          a screaming miracle
                                   he hit the table
                in a fountain of my red viral death                          took a breath

my son thinks i'm a person

i'm a secret
happy monday sunday friday
                i'm your smiling server
                         a fixture in your life
                                   a human bomb of parasites

do you think i'm a person?

i count my days in twos and threes
in life and death and pills
every night i make the choice to live
or let myself be killed

i am death in life and life in death
something sacred
they're all the same

i am a person.

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