The Hardest One

broken-mirror

 

If I met myself

Would I like him?

Or would I know

Enough to laugh

Derisively and wait

As he packed to leave?

 

I want to settle

Like dust upon one

Version of myself,

One I can trust more

Than the one I am;

One with the knowledge

Of skin who can forgive

Everything he has done.

 

(February 7, 2018)

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