why do why

do not

ruin my heart

it is your home

do not

wreck my love

it is yours

do not

ask is it

it is it is

a hope of

surviving

do not

*

we are the slow

evolution of apes

into we

who devolved from the bustling

trees

and now see bare branches

and think

this will make a good house

and easy trimming

for the leaves have already fallen

*

all of this

the suffering the joyousness

the failure to sustain either

which is either happy

or sad

is to write one good poem

one good story

one good line

that you will stumble upon

read once

and think it was made for

only you

the one and only you

then

you will read it again

for it says

it all