The Beggar in Me
I will not eat.
I will not drink.
I will not pee or poop.
I'd never demand
The slightest thing.
Take me home with you?
I don't expect any attention.
You may never notice
That I'm here,
Quiet as a breathing shadow.
So, take me home with you ?
I could sleep
Under a bridge,
Under the awning of City Hall,
On the ledge
Of The Capitol Steppes,
But, take me home with you?
-jenn long
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