I latch leach-like
Onto my family
Blood
Being the only thing
That can sustain me
Through the darkest
Of days
No need of explanation
Or analysis of our
Consanguinity
We are who we are
In each other
Drawing life
From our communion
Understood
We do not suck
Each other dry
But fall away
Replenished
Into our respective
Separateness
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