Today I'm Crabby
Today I'm crabby
And, though nothing has changed, I feel unattractive.
And through it all
Weave the ghosts of funerals past
The scale says 168 pounds
The concave brain says several hundred at least
And I know once again
It's time to remember the past with every cell of the body
And in time, eventually
Each cell remember to start breathing again.
Love, Light, & Laughter -- BobL
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