used send me pictures of the fish
he caught,
or the steak
he was cooking,
a new shirt,
a new car every
fifteen years.
but now
he sends me a picture of
a bump
on his shoulder,
or the veins
on his hand gone blue,
or perhaps
a foot, swollen
and bruised,
and asks,
what's this look like
to you?
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