'shrug off this dis-ease' 

Understand the tilt, 
the tension within this frame, 
The way the dis-ease
flickers like a dying flame.

I'll shrug the weight of it, 
the 'how' and the 'why, '
If you'll just be the metric
that doesn't tell a lie. 

Don't ask for a confession
                   or a fevered plea, 
 Just watch the blazer settle—
                      and finally see me.

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