Why do you insist on searching
for me in books?
Not everything can be fixed
by following the thousands of directions in which
they will lure you.
I’d like to be heard,
believed.
But now you have cupboards full
of supplements that smell like the contents of a barn.
and volumes of heal-thyself books
(you don’t even have a system of ordering them in the bookshelf).
as I lie here day after day, waiting
for me in books?
Not everything can be fixed
by following the thousands of directions in which
they will lure you.
I’d like to be heard,
believed.
But now you have cupboards full
of supplements that smell like the contents of a barn.
and volumes of heal-thyself books
(you don’t even have a system of ordering them in the bookshelf).
Do they make a difference to you
as I lie here day after day, waiting
seeking just one more remedy?
Why don’t you just STOP?
Rest your feet
your eyes.
Feel the insistent beating of my jaded heart.
Listen!
The desperation you hear in this silence
is telling you
all you need to know!
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