we are ships
and we must save ourselves
first and foremost.
to stay afloat we must throw the dead
weight over
into the sea,
or go down with them.
cruel to be kind, indeed.
some are so called friends, some
are wives,
or husbands, relatives
dark souls
who steal what you eat.
some need a push, or a shove,
and others, well,
the plank
is as good a way as any to
have them
leave.
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