I peel away
the dead skin
and hold
the junk in my hand:
this is what it’s like to live
I hold my
penis in my hand to pee
and make a
floppy attempt to
do
something else with it:
this is what it’s like to live
I wave to a
passing friend across
the street
who waves back
and keeps
passing:
this is
what it’s like to live.
