I am owned by –
Federal and State Governments
Queensland Health
International Roast.

Being owned does not make you feel any less alone, but I’m not one to suffer from loneliness. I am often alone, but never lonely or wanting for company.

I’m also owned by a happy cellular transfer from my parents and a shedding of pain, where people shuck away the waste my body no longer needs; the waste I no longer want.

I am not owned by my wounds or my pain or the shit in my bed. Instead, I mine the process, select a new route to alter my journey, because the destination rarely changes. That is the privilege of our days.

The rest of the world exists – affirm that. We are all simply getting through. But life splits us, just like how sandwiches fall apart, cake crumbles and fruit bruises.

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