I wish I could say I understood
the way that things sneak up and pile on
making it difficult to stand
and impossible to dance and
I wish I could stop the noise
that drowns out the beauty of laughter and
I wish I could bridge the gap
between the world as I see it and the world as you live it
between what we hope and what is
the depth of care that words offer.
I wish I could fix
the broken switches and mislaid pipes
the shattered confidence
the two-way that seems to go only one.
But you are
– as I am –