On the keychain these days
is a double jointed opossum
with an open mouth
aaaaaaaahhhhhh
He screams in joy and desperation
and any number of other reasons
I think he’s a he — could be not —
aaaaaaaaaahhhhh
I think he was made up somewhere
in China or maybe Vietnam
I like him a lot — reminds me of me
with his open body screaming — aaaaahhhh
Sometimes I get bothered by all
that is happening to me and all
that isn’t — all the truth that I can’t face
or will not deal with though I can see it
It’s a math problem or a logic issue
where X is all the years I have lived
and Y is the years that are likely left
I curl up and close my eyes — aaah, aaah
Don’t try to shake it off
Don’t try to make it go away
Opossum has the holy answer to it
Hang out clean and scream AAAAAAAHHH
and then shut up abour ir
till it comes to eat you and you drop
The wind outside is inside you then
Inside you say ahhh and then you rest
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onward,
T

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