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Upon awakening

I pulled myself from the wreckage
Straightened my spine
And looked down at all those things
That were attached to me
Still stinking and linking to my being.
Yet now below me, at my feet
Rather than up around my chin
Suffocating my breathing.
I looked at all those things
And I thought: hope I never
Have to roll in that stuff again…

Upon awakening

Initially NO

St. Kilda East, Australia

Artist's Description

Poetry

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