You crave my touch, yet/
your vocal silence strongly/
sets up barriers.
OR
You crave my touch, yet/
your thoughtless silence sets up/
walls and barriers.
Sometimes my complete/
honesty is tres’ scary./
Your forgiveness lifts.
She claimed she cared for me
but what did she ever see
of my kids’ agony?
My lack of destiny?
My parents elderly?
Courtroom travesty?
Lack of money?
My self-destructive propensity?
She only cared
that for her I was there
when she was needy.