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i forget a lot of things

like how to take care of myself

my body, it’s a vessel, to me

a car.

something that i could nurture

something i could paint with new colors

something i could clean

something i could feed

something i can hurt

something i have hurt.

i forget a lot of things, you see.

and the wild things,

they eat this up

like crazy.

and when the wild things

get hungry for this,

it hurts, sometimes,

acknowledging what i've forgotten

how much i've forgotten

but they get hungry

and they'll continue this way.

but, it's alright -

i guess,

because it won't change