please know I only think well of you

well of the health you measured in glass bottles
well of the threads you let tangle into knots 
well of whatever purring animal you kept in your lap

loving you was like borrowing a nickel to use
on a losing scratch-off ticket 

Iโ€™m sorry, but 
youโ€™re going to have to 

give that back

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