After twenty seven years,
I finally realised that I was
Listening to her voice but
Ignoring her words.

It is a familiar story:
What I wanted drowned out
What I needed, style eclipsed
Substance, the abstract
Infinitely more fascinating
Than the literal.

The message was one of
Hope, real hope rather than
What was actually
Hopeless desire. I continued
To know nothing but assume
I knew enough.

08/25/2025

Posted on 11/11/2025
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