what do you want to know? I’ll tell you anything —
yes, even that.
Bang on my door and I’ll open quietly
I’ve been expecting you, come in
It looks like the ending but
the bottom falls out and leaves us somewhere new
Something to taste, discover, savor.
My secrets did not start that way
but after years of pressure from within
they’ve become my pearls
They clink in my pocket
with coins and candies
and I’ll leave something sweet in the mouth
of wherever I go;
To lessen the pain swelling in this ocean of people
by reminding them that if I am not alone,
neither are you.