we pool our
money, our thoughts,
our friendships
and love
into a big pile
on the table.
what do you have,
we say to one another.
we call and lay down
our cards,
then we
go through our list
of troubles
and good fortune.
we push it all to the center
and tell our
story. good and bad.
everyone's got some
of each.
no one gets out alive,
someone says,
did jim morrison say that?
I hope not,
I reply.
I hope not.
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