she tells me,
she says,
“with the new job
and the new move
i’m just not
in a place to
pursue
a relationship.
i hope
we
can be friends?”.
look to
the left,
all the way,
so that
right eye
sees tip
of nose.
look to
the right,
all the way,
tip of
nose.
scan
the horizon,
slowly.
take deep breaths.
smiling, “yes,
friends are
always
good to have,
a friend is
always
good to be”.
i need to
speak
to someone,
i need this
someone
to instruct me
on the use of
industrial machinery.
to speak to this
someone,
i need to
climb a
small flight
of stairs.
i need to
make eye contact
with others,
gentle
small
talk,
lots of
smiles.
i am
safe,
let me
show you.
though,
are you?
i need to
ascend
a flight
of stairs and
make brief
eye contact
and
mild banalities.
“this can
wait
until tomorrow”.
smiling,
tip of nose,
a threat-less
horizon.
remember,
there is no
real safety.
remember,
uncertainty
is a
certainty.
oh,
what sweetness,
to be so
pathetic.
oh,
how sweet,
to be so
human.
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