Citizen
Taker
Should
I be breathing,
I, a
citizen taker?
Should
I have access to those
white
rooms, get care for free
by
answering their questions correctly,
then
taking the drugs that bind me
and
brand me into their system?
How
will my health play out within today’s
political
climate? I who worked until I couldn’t.
I, who
have no family but cats.
Headlines
and gossips boast
about
cutting medicaid and entitlements,
terrorize
with eviction notices to
affordable
housing and nursing home residents.
What
does the future hold for me?
I hope
for my cats to go first.
Then
the rest can be in my hands.
My
plans.
I
alone, ashes to be
packaged,
unnamed
and
dumped.
Jeri Thompson
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