Just because people do horrible things… it doesn’t always mean they’re horrible people.
I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.
Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them —
Thoughts gone dim.