So close
Out of the womb, like the best candy shop,
I stepped out a little sad. I was given two
of many things: hands, feet, ears.
But I really wanted two heads.
My mother, the doctors, they couldn’t understand
why I sobbed so much. I knew more than they could ever
how I was doomed to loneliness.
I’d never meet my best friend.
Never talk to myself and get an answer.