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I’m a reluctant

time traveller

involuntarily

outstaying

my welcome

in my yesterdays

requesting

early check-ins

for my tomorrows

I’m sleeping with hopes and fears

I’m dreaming of what might have been

I open my eyes

and again, unawake,

forget to

be here now

– dooo

You angrily approach me

armed with your standpoint

fiercely forcing it onto me

demanding I defend

what?

democracy?

the bible?

the opposition?

the democrats?

I can imagine

it must be confusing

in the era of information

the decade of polarization

your realm of wrong or right

your scope of black and white

how confusing it must be

how very silly of little me

to say: there’s nothing to defend

to say: there’s nothing to defend

and that is where I stand

– dooo

sometimes I carry my heart

in my inside pocket

I tried wearing it on my sleeve

a few times

[which hurt]

but usually I forget to carry it at all

and it just waits for me

in the hallway

or on my kitchen table

when I get home

wagging its tail

not blaming

expecting

not wanting

not waiting

just being

until

I remember

– dooo