worst

to prepare

i dialogue

with you in my mind
as i assume and find

the worst.




to repair

i distance

 all known reality
that shown through brevity

& the worst

is you
standing close, still. to me

as i assume

the worst
of you.

who is worst? the one who hurts.

plodding days

rain spittle and train 's brittle travel

on tracks of iron

speak me softly into the joy

the tip of my heart had temporarily 

forgotten.