I was dead for so long
Today I am alive
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Thinner
Maybe wiser
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I went a lot of days
Not knowing
When, how, or what
I’d eat that day
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Sure, I was living inside
But the cupboard was bare
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My cupboard
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Because the boy had to eat
And there was only food for one
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When there was enough food for two
My wife ate as well
When there wasn’t
She didn’t
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I could forage grocery store samples
Break room snacks
Odds and ends I could find
Feast or famine
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Now it’s better
But then
I was dead
Just didn’t give a shit
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Sucking in air I didn’t smell
Eating food I didn’t taste
Feeling nothing most days
Love for a few
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I was dead
A long time
Even when I found words again
Vomiting them by reflex
Until I scribbled enough
To truly tap the vein
And bleed on the page
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Leeching
Letting the poison out
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Now I am alive
I feel love again
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For my wife
Friends
Nieces
Even my team at work
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I am grateful
Alive enough
That I savor the flavor
Of the dry, stale trail mix
On my plane ride home
About the Creator
Gene Lass
Gene Lass is a professional writer and editor, writing and editing numerous books of non-fiction, poetry, and fiction. Several have been Top 100 Amazon Best Sellers. His short story, “Fence Sitter” was nominated for Best of the Net 2020.


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