#Poem Allowance

I hope it’s temporary
but you keep on.

My disappointment stacks up
like undigested beef.

I’ve rolled you over and over,
tried to turn poison into nutrient,
punished myself to learn good.

Like an orphan I met
your outstretched hand.
Fingers with rings picked
my pockets.

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