weary

sometimes

i am not enough kacper

for kacper

which is unfortunate

for he is the only person

i trust

to know what is enough

for a guy like me

for there are days when i see him

laying still and helpless

like a star imploding away

buckling pain outwards with stretched fingers

to the ceiling

and i know he is as lonely a person

as myself

though i do not

tell him

*

it is those who tell you how life works

that often do not work

and who are saved from the philosophy of the living

which has little time for philosophy

instead wearing into basic, needful,

often scant and starving how

*

beware being aware

for once it occurs

you open yourself

to more than your wares

and the fact that

you might never be awarded enough