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In class I sit
albeit not where I wanted
to be
and people
happen around me
with their lives
like wives
who wildly stir mashed potatoes
then toss and turn all night
next to a man who breathes through his mouth
and has forgotten how to touch
how to use his hands
like he means it
like he wants it
like he wants her
and she gets up in the morning
mourning over her clumsy touching, potato night
and she is life.
She is the life around me,
the life I don't know.