All I Do

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I need him like…
the homeless needs a shelter.
I’m feeling him…like
He’s under my skin.
I cherish him like…
I’m so sentimental.
I cry over him like…
he is that important.
I fend for him like…
like he is my responsibility.
This whole poem…is “I”
Pondering at the simple fact like..
what does he do?
That question goes unanswered like…
it’s pleading the 5th.
Hmmm…
only if this wasn’t just a poem…
the confirmed fact is that this is a true situation.
so congrats…because i just stated my emancipation