#4

Lean

I am what I make myself.
Nothing more
and
nothing more.
Sometimes a little less.

Sometimes a man,
other times a possum.
Playing dead,
like I don’t exist.
When everyone knows I do.

I am what I aspire to be.
Unless I fail.
Which will come.
I can promise you all that.

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