i listen to your opinion.

your words of implied autonomy.

i take into consideration your pronunciations of  presumed should.

what i hear,

instead –

invitation to imitation of intent.

 

how easy,

this manipulation of can –

evolving into could.

the obstacle,

however,

lies in the variance of vulnerability.

 

this life,

my friend,

magnificently manufactured scale.

and hard as you try,

regardless the weight of objectivity applied,

your up can never raise my down.

 

even the baggage of commiseration cannot balance the difference between your good intent,

and the indifference of my can’t…