What more do you want?
“all you have to do is take it”
Your poem brought me back; it was my need more than you imagined. How can I thank you for what you did to me?
The killings, the deaths big and little, the sex, the violations, again and again; the surveillance, the fear, the despair, the what you called love, the what you called good, the what you called true; I zoom, and there, right here, I see myself, again.
How can I thank you?
All I have left to do is handle it.
All I have to do is want it….
MORE THAN EVER BEFORE.
“All you have to do is…
STAY WITH ME.