dear inside man,
middle school locker room bully
who doesn’t know love today
i see you have no excuse
as it’s not yours to make
forgive me for the wall treaty
i know it is not your first choice
and does not fill your void
i see the architecture
of our future liminal life places
folding in on themselves
merged and repurposed
emotional landscape
different from reality
not meant to reflect what is true to us
in the way that it is for me
anyway thanks for listening
i hope you might see yourself in me
and keep the paper airplane
sincerely,
the wiry tailor
PS you already have it
