don’t want to
feel like an un
wanted
child.
don’t want to
imagine i’m loved
when i’m
not.
don’t want to
shackle a lock to
my door or a
deed to my
destiny.
don’t need a
word for trust
or must or
worry.
i want only to
be as confident as the
roots of a tree
or as willing as a
peach
disappearing from
the palm of your
hand.