cosmic inadequacy

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i have nothing to lose, for i do not have anything to begin with

and now i will always choose myself: first, second, and third

self-fulfillment activities and catching up with everyone have been

at the top of my list: 8am runs and orange lunches, i desired

more than anything, an ingrowth stemmed from inside palpating

valves– half the size of 8oz breasts, yet double of our dosage

now, bask me in an aura of warm protective light, and i will draw

my sword, sheath-off, right against my heart; nothing will hurt no more