i wanted to tell you not to hold so much.
the weighed down quality of your
"it's all good" dismissals
are sometimes just too hard to watch.

i am not sorry, i suppose.
the inclination that i had been
better, somehow, or more yours
than anyone else's
carried me somewhere good for awhile.
it doesn't matter if it was a lie,
or if you don't wear that shirt anymore.

i need you to know that i'm going to be alright.
it would be easier to sink into this
and let it consume me like wax,
but then,
i want you to be proud of me.

let's just be still, for now.
we both know this is something real
without a voice, but we can hold onto it
without getting vacuumed out and swallowed.
we will always have the berkshires between us
and the extraordinary rarity of the complete truth.

see?

08/24/2010

Posted on 08/24/2010
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