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Cachexia by Max Ritvo Today I woke up in my bod

 Cachexia by Max Ritvo 
 
Today I woke up in my bodyand wasn’t that body anymore.
It’s more like my dog—for the most part obedient,warming to mewhen I slip it goldfish or toast,
but it sheds.Can’t get past a simple sit,stay, turn over. House-trained, but not entirely. 
This doesn’t mean it’s time to say goodbye.
I’ve realized the estrangementis temporary, and for my own good:
My body’s work to break the worldinto bricks and stickshas turned inward.
 Cachexia by Max Ritvo 
 
Today I woke up in my bodyand wasn’t that body anymore.
It’s more like my dog—for the most part obedient,warming to mewhen I slip it goldfish or toast,
but it sheds.Can’t get past a simple sit,stay, turn over. House-trained, but not entirely. 
This doesn’t mean it’s time to say goodbye.
I’ve realized the estrangementis temporary, and for my own good:
My body’s work to break the worldinto bricks and stickshas turned inward.
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Cachexia by Max Ritvo Today I woke up in my bodyand wasn’t that body anymore. It’s more like my dog—for the most part obedient,warming to mewhen I slip it goldfish or toast, but it sheds.Can’t get past a simple sit,stay, turn over. House-trained, but not entirely.  This doesn’t mean it’s time to say goodbye. I’ve realized the estrangementis temporary, and for my own good: My body’s work to break the worldinto bricks and stickshas turned inward. #Poetry