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My Blanket Has Announced Its Return

An inconsequential flock of geese
came by to tell me it’s coming.
I love fall but I hate
the heavy, wet, wool blanket.

Not as graceful as the geese
and desirous of destruction,
my blanket wants me gone.
Forever. Into nothingness.

This morning, I swim inside
forests and above warm hills,
feeling a part of it all,
not failing, but then

there is that one human who tells me,
who cages me and hangs me
out to dry so all the beasts can feed,
and I am gone.

I try to come back.
I try to survive,
but I’m made wrong,
and I drown
in the hatred of the beasts.

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