I had a cousin
blew his head off
it was easy
the swans are young again
I stop to watch them fumble
with themselves I myself
was never a baby there are no photos
only stories I don't believe
of how they had to wake me to eat
have kids to fill in the blanks
make them remember how it was
to imagine when they're lost
there’s an old lady down the hall
with a bowl of candy
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