An Active Bleed

 Welcome back the body! Welcome back, "the body!"

Am I a hippie or friends with a greaser? 

Can a hippie be friends with a greaser? 

Can a person of my generation ask that?

Can a person of my generation reject generations

and still have something to read at a desk job at 3?

What sort of categories should I get into now that I'm truly alive?

I want to be a librarian, and I am fresh off some wild internal bleeding,

so what does that mean in terms of classification and this future

of mine? 

Welcome back, Allison! You have a twenty-first century family, now

your nineteenth century family would just be Matt, now,

and your twentieth, well, you'd have to be more specific now.

Call me, "the body," now, why not? I've got one, and more, I am one! 

Not so much a mind these days, thank goddess and don't mind me.

So what does that mean in terms of nature and nurture, this future

of mine? God it feels good to be alive! 


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