Not Quite Human

Roll over me to show that you care.
I was told that pain is part of humanity,
And I never questioned this reasoning.
Dollar bills grow greener on the other
Side, but I won’t reach there.
Not because I relish your pricks and slaps;
My stagnation rises from my longing
To be human, just like you.

Copyright 2012
A. J. Hayes
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