survival

first times
don’t come
every day
or even first time
for a long time

survival is not about
first times

survival is about
pieces of silver,
pieces of paper
life served in slices –
you want death and taxes with that?

saddled with a bridle,
hamstrung by calves,
raised by wolves

adrift in time,
devoid of form,
pointing at the pointless

rhythm of the rails,
the secret of the stage,
laughter of the mad,
village of the damned

refuge where possible
any port in a storm
any ejector seat you can find

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