realizing
you are trapped
on the other side of the looking glass
drowning in water, though you seem so
thirsty
and im just frowning

what can i do
its concerning
watching you swirling
in that mass
appeal

i dont know how to help you
or if i can/if you want help/if you’re even trying to get out
it’s hard to decipher, but one thing is clear
not how you might think, but the truth is
we live
on different sides of the
screen
out here i’m hard wired, looking in, tapping the glass
with acrylics
-i can be flexible-
but youre lost inside/mired
you bought the lie theyve been selling
the image
seems
so glossy
and i dont know
how to get through
this broken mirror
or if i care anymore

-i guess perhaps i do
since here i am
writing this
love letter to you
acknowledging in kind
our different coordinates
in space and time
rendering this
an ending of sorts•]

and i hear too many people
saying
‘im sorry’
and
too few acknowledgements
of truths
finding beauty in what is real
i dont see enough people
with their arms outstretched
to embrace each other
or accept the gifts
so many of us
are willingly
offering

yet–
so many takers
and so many sellers
fewer lovers
more loners
i have nothing left to lose
why not break open
all these
false walls
and find out
the worst that will
happen
it is unnecessary
to apologize
for our humanity
for my humanity
it is not that
fra gil  e