(after Climbing by Lucille Clifton)
Each morning I rise hungry for the race 52 feels like 22 except now I stretch eat oatmeal don’t drink myself into oblivion I know that the end isn’t close and it also isn’t far along this rutted trail I have wanted oh, how I have wanted resolution peace love falling deep crashing like a waterfall I have wanted more time maybe I should have wanted less
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