Tagged: chip on the shoulder

it is mostly self-

it is mostly self-
preservation that
makes the living fancy
that the dead wants
to have anything more
to do with this not-
letting-go part. i hold
your hand in the dark
before waking and
by dawn, my fingers
are stinging, like a
self-righteous
deficiency, a prickly
reminder that death
is not another chip
on the shoulder, there
is nothing second-
hand
about it
.
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