Tether

I know you’re being
a human, being
a human being.
I get that. I
don’t want you
being that human,
being around me.
And if that means I’m
failing, a human
failing a human
failing,
that’s how it is.
I’m not a St Bernard.
I’m a human, being
a human, being
a human being.

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