I'm old,
and stained by use, and sprained
by overuse and maybe tamed by abuse,
misuse, some small neglect, miscalculated
interest, risk, benefit, and debt. And darling,
I just noticed it.
I kid you not.
It all came crashing home,
just thinking of you, so shiny new
to spend
a lifetime's worth of never once wanting
to roam. I'll give you
gladly
everything I have left, this half a life
on loan,
if you think you can take
what you've got, add all that is mine,
and make it come out for the best
in the end.
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