Care Free

I am safely the same. I shit
on myself
and urinate in diapers and cannot
communicate. I know
and feel things. I have thoughts and feelings but you fail
to meet me.
Carry me. Feed me. Take care
of me. Take all your sadness and your frustations out
on me.
How nice it is be a baby again. So vulgar
in my vulnerability.

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