I let her climb aboard.
hop on I tell her,
her feet in the mud,
the quagmire of her
life holding her down.
go on, jump, get on
my back I say cheerfully,
I'll take you there.
i'm strong enough.
and so she does, and I
live to regret it
as she pulls me
down and we both fall
into her sick world,
crawling in the muck.
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