from the day you're born
until death.
you wake up
and walk into it.
take the train, the bus,
drive.
danger awaits at every
turn.
the gun,
the knife.
the microbe trying to
get in to steal
your life.
love is a risk.
that first kiss.
don't answer the door,
don't open
the mail, don't
pick up the phone.
come with me, let's
crawl under the bed,
and keep quiet,
they can't find us there,
can they?
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