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From One
who says, 'Don't cry.
You'll like it after a while.'

and Two who tells you thank-you
after the fact and can't look at your face.

To Three who pays for your breakfast
and a cab home
and your mother's rent.

To Four
who says,
'But you felt so good
I didn't know how to stop.'

To Five who says giving your body
is tough
but something you do very well.

To Six
Who smells of tobacco
and says 'Come on, I can feel that
you love this.'

To those who feel bad in the morning yes,
some feel bad in the morning

and sometimes they tell you
you want it
and sometimes you think that you do.

Thank heavens you're resetting
ever
setting and
Resetting

How else do you sew up the tears?
How else can the body survive?

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from Bone
Penguin Random House
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