I needed a cleansing
so I shredded my (job) title
and dumped my car (logo)
emptied my (wallet) pocket
and ditched my (eye candy) Rockette
I covered my body in mud
and gave a pint of blood
I bowed to beggar on street
and did good deeds
I slept when sun said no
and ate what left hobo
I starved. I ached.
I shed. I cleansed.
I lost the “me” perceived
and found the “me” finally freed.
Shawn
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