and there –
written hastily on flashcards of presume –
our good intentions.
so eager to share,
we flash them without hesitation.
regardless the level of acceptance,
we feel redeemed –
vindicated.
how can it be –
we ask –
reception of indifference?
was it less than the necessary more?
edges too exposed?
what purpose –
pursuit of accommodation –
when left standing just outside the door of acceptance?
surely there is nothing more sad than stories that begin with us,
yet end with –
they…
standing too close to the edge 