Saturday, April 27, 2024

A Circus of Needs: Poems

He didn’t want to be
this thin man whose desires
were barely covered by skin,

standing absolutely still.
But everytime he moved
there was another place to go,

and everytime sadness would arrive
with its wonderful cocoon
not even that would last.

Stephen Dunn, A Circus of Needs: Poems

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