everyone that comes to you
comes to you from an act
of pain
like I let them feel
& I don’t feel
[this] doesn’t have to be
this thing you say
is your relief
I don’t have to say
I know you are
the crisis of your beliefs
let them reel
to the point of people
hearing
& everyone can be
But you
You look them in the eyes
& tell them who you aren’t
& you expect them to believe
you?
They are pitiless
& you might thank them
In a different time
In a different space
They manage no disgust
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