By Sam Pink
Some peoples’ entire world
requires your attention
and dies immediately
without you.
Sometimes
you do it to yourself.
Learn to avoid
the hooks.
And let worlds
die around you.
Dancing forward
through the carnage,
your mind is a magic wand
among broken hooks
Sam Pink is a writer, poet and artist from Chicago @sampinkisalive
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