Thursday, July 11, 2024

poem

 Brio

What if you had nothing?

No friends, no talents, no looks

No integrity, no sense of shame

No intelligence, no taste

No chill, no savoir faire 

No esprit de corps, no lonely

No drive, no ambition

No courage, no brio

No charm, no funny way about you

No tendency for raw honesty

No capacity for receiving love 

You couldn't even call yourself nothing

Because you are just the person

Who is all the things you’re not.


7/11/24

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