whatever I know now
is less than I did
as I’ve shed
much of what I had thought
was universal
in favor of the particulars
of my skin and hers
in opposition
to hard things
that have been sold to us all
this was all I had ever needed
to get by
there has been such a sense
of wasted time
that of late
I can hardly bear up
and I do forever fear
it could still cut me down
