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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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in the process of becoming more or less myself


did you love me more
when there was less of me?

when my arms did not sag
my stomach was flat
and all my ribs could be counted

was i more beautiful
when my smile wasn't creased
with all these years
and polished with so much love and worry

was i more handsome
when my hair was untouched by gray winters
and my lost kin
buried and cold beneath the flowers?

did you love me more
when I was young?
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