Love Among Survivors
for AA groups everywhere
Charmed by real love
I commit magic in these streets.
Junkies propose marriage,
rapists place jackets over puddles,
rats sweep my floor.
Sent forth with real love's
awkward text
I wave my hand and
buses arrive on time,
rottweilers belly-up,
roaches slit their own throats.
Grinning,
arms gift-full,
I step into our story.
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