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I’ve heard the following mantra
at least a million times
taste the carrot
chew it fast
run the hamster wheel
chase a bag
I can’t swallow that shit
I am not
an automaton
fire the starting pistol
or I’ll ring the bell myself
this is worth holding on to
those frozen
swinging sticks
don’t scare me
I’m a pugilist
gravel in my back
body blows
batons
steel toes
nothing new
got a lot to lose
but if I somehow win
I can finally breathe
hang a slaver
be free
still work hard
stay busy
really feel the quiet
fill my belly with peace