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To My Body

I had to take a hard line when you sprang
That tumor on me. You felt me strike back
With toxic serums and a sharp steel blade.
I poisoned you, sliced part of you away,
Claiming the right to savage you like that,
But now Iím all: Letís coexist in peace!
It seems to me our destinies are linked,
That I wonít thrive unless you play along.

If you concur that our hostilities
Should now give way to amity and truce,
That we are ready to begin afresh,
If this sweet talk can coax you to forget
The violence I do not quite repent
And canít undo, please, be my friend again.

Chris O'Carroll

If you have any thoughts about this poem, Chris O'Carroll would be pleased to hear them

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