and i would dream of a glamorous world in which i would get to grow up and wear a suit and say clever remarks that might end in gunfire. and women. i was into the women.

W. S. Merwin: To the Rain (excerpt)

hem of the garment

do not wait
until I can love all that I am to know
for maybe that will never be

touch me this time
let me love what I cannot know
as the man born blind may love color
until all that he loves
fills him with color