Read Poem: ME by Bruce Grossman

I am

That flows


No one in particular

Animal who wants

to be fed

(fifty pound)

As old as the

Smile when I’m well

I talk while it ticks

I sleep horizontal and

(a hundred)

When I’m sick

Everyman alive

Walks perpendicular

Amazon of consciousness

Through my need.

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