The Language of the Brag – Sharron Olds
I have wanted courage, I have thought about fire
Burning through me, turn me to dust.
I’ve felt water pierce my airways, helping
Me slide into a dream. I cant keep courage,
There are endless ways to die,
There are six venomous snakes that live in Georgia,
Drive to the store Knowing that thirty-thousand people die
In their cars every year. I want to find courage in
Denying death.
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