The need

Fried chicken wings and a glass of beer,
a brown paper bag filled with groceries
commodities consumed daily
walking on the beach doesn’t lessen
the burden of knowing
winter is harsh.

No need to measure the discomfort
while drinking a cup of coffee
some can run away
others can’t escape the summon,
the need to create to survive.

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