How Are You Not Dead Yet?

You are my heart rate.

You are my dilated pupils.

You are my misspent time in

grimy cubicles.

You are the shakes I get these days.

You are the time it takes for me to

cave before I give up going dry.

You are the blade of my knife.

You are the love of my life.

© Sam Hunt, 2017

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